OMG, Frostburg is so rad, dude.

I live here for reaaally long.

Streets? Heck yes: Main St, Park Ave, and Old Mill Rd.

I love wandering those winding roads.

Sometimes, I feel like "I'm just a figment"

Wait, like Eternal Sunshine said, "Meet me in Montauk."
Frostburg has crazy vibes.

It's like a playground and dream.

Neighborhoods so quirky: driftin' Fancy Quarters, old Bricktown, neat Millers' End.

I stroll by Cascade Park.

Trees swayin’ in a soft breeze.

I li'l jump around like: "Is mayonnaise an instrument?"

lol, so silly but true.
The mountain river, Youghiogheny,

Flows like my inner peace, whoa.

I love to chill near it,

Listening to rippling water and the birds.

I be like, "Let’s keep your memories safe."

In a way, constant like SpongeBob’s joy!
I had one mad day.

Got vexed by noisy construction.

Felt like my zen spark died.

But then I sat in Hooper's Garden.

Nature healed me quick.

I remembered: "I could die happy now."
Oh, rad side note:

Hidden coffee shop on Maple St.

Small, cozy, magical vibe.

Totally unfound by most ppl.

I go often to breathe deep.

My heart sings weird tunes, ugh!
Then there's the neat old stone bridge.

It’s been there since ages.

Time is like cotton candy,

Soft and squishy.

I always joke: "is life pizza or plain?"

Hehe, silly like Patrick.
I mean, Frostburg rocks hard.

Its nooks are mindful escapes.

I vibe my chill pill daily.

Eternal Sunshine style, ya know.

Every corner stirs a memory.

All is crazy, funny, and warm.
C'mon, visit and explore.

You'll laugh lots, cry, live.

I m so freakin’ blessed.

Keep being goofy, friend.
Peace out and chill!