November 12, 2013
Matt is such a welcome respite. Because he seems sadder than I am. His sadness communicates bottomless seas, mountaintops that reach past the clouds, vast, vast space of nothingness. It's an exaggerated sadness. And it looks like he loves it, thrives off it. You know how you look at a person and you feel a certain resignation? A particular kind of acceptance. Some sort of feeling that is neither positive nor negative. It's strong in its quietness. Matt seems to have this emotion figured out. It may sound strange, but he looks happy sometimes with all that sadness.