No, I don’t actually have scar on my forehead. Mine is on my left cheek from a sledding accident!
Either way, I feel very connected to the lyrics from “I Don’t Like Who I Was Then” and a plethora of other songs. I already made an Instagram (@babyteethiburied) dedicated to my favorite song lyrics and pictures I’ve taken over the years. This blog is an extension to that effort, allowing me more space to explain the song choices, picture choices, and relevance to my life.
I know I’m super-duper late to the blog game, but honestly part of this blog is to help me not worry about that sort of thing. I’ve always sort of thought that I need an online outlet for my thoughts. Now that I’m working full time after college on projects like The Voyager SDV (a software defined ventilator) and the MDS (Massive Diameter Splicer – for glass fiber processing), it’s become ever important in my life to remember how I got here.
This blog is also an attempt to squash some of my biggest fears: being heard, signing my name to opinions, and generally having an online presence. I know, I know, the band kid drummer is afraid of being heard – it seems absurd. And truly? It is. However, it still causes me to hush my voice while walking past people in grocery stores, say the minimum amount of words I can whenever I have to speak, and rehearse phone calls 80x before they happen. The others fears mean I tend to not post/retweet/etc things I like because I’m afraid the way people see me will change, and play both sides in arguments between my friends.
There’s a lot to unpack there, and I certainly hope to get around to addressing (and conquering) the quirks in my head.
The plan is still to post pictures I’ve taken with a quote from a song that means a lot to me, but here I will talk more about what goes on inside my head like above. And who knows? Maybe that format sucks for a blog and I won’t know until I start, so here goes nothing.
-Matt
Baby Teeth I Buried 