"Dear -----. I am speaking to you. I am the little man sitting in your head telling you what to say, what to do...Who to be."
This man who is sitting in my head told a story last Friday about how the snow is nothing but rain... but frozen to create something more beautiful then before.
I asked this little man
"what was the point of this story?"
He replied
"The point is, that you are beautiful, but with hard work you can become something more beautiful. That with hard work you can create something so simple but meaning so much."
I laughed, replying "Im sorry."
The only reason why this little man was sitting in my head was because i forgot to take my little blue pill this morning.
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