Day One, as I wake and open my eyes, I rise and put on socks woven of lightening bolts and smile as I greet the sun. My name is Matthew Paris and I am fighting to come to terms with my existence. It's a good thing, Mom.
Day One, as I wake and open my eyes, I rise and put on socks woven of lightening bolts and smile as I greet the sun. My name is Matthew Paris and I am fighting to come to terms with my existence. It's a good thing, Mom.