Damon Mansfield

Beauty worth a Thousand words

I woke up and brushed my while thinking about international relations. As I wash my face I think about how I should've became a professional traveler, and that my plane may be the one to be abducted by aliens. So far its started off as a pretty good morning if I must so so myself. My shirts seem to be the only way I can express my style. Although; my friends say I've dressed comfortable my whole life, my 20 shirts and 20 pants have done me good throughout all of grade school. Dressed not impress I head out the door letting my music guide me through a world of its own. I see the 2 same people at my bus stop every morning. Martha is Kinda odd she wears a chef hat and often a matching dress. Steve is a tall dude that always has on khakis and tries to introduce himself to everyone, but he never gets much of a response. Probably because he carries that book around all the time.