A thought Matt has, when he leaves the group searching for himself.
Author: Just something I decided to get my lazy butt off the couch and do. Enjoy.
Here I am. Out alone searching. I'm trying to find myself. I might have forgotten who I am, or what I was before. Sure, people think I'm cool, but I'm just doing that to be popular. Deep inside, I have a whole different personality. If I keep my image that I am now, I may never know what I could have been. Or do I want to know? Do I want to know where my path leads? Could it lead to success? Could it lead to power? Or maybe sorrow? Rejection? Unimportant? They're all possible. But here I am running for my life trying to save the world with my friends. It's not really something someone my age would want to do. My family is split. I don't know life with others except people from school, and my dad. Now I have my brother. I protected him from the beginning. He's grown up so much ever since. He doesn't need me anymore. He's got Patamon. He's got the protection he needs. So what's my life's purpose now? Am I needed anymore? Am I a house or apartment giving shelter? Or am I the dust sitting in the corner? I'm still trying to know. I'm still searching.
This may be one search that has no answer. Maybe I'm no one.