it was a wide-eyed, moonlit day in October when i found myself in the bathroom. in the mirror i was astounded to find none other than myself.

"self!!" i exclaimed, "what are you doing here? it's been far too long since i last saw you...can't even remember when that was."

i just stared back wordlessly; it was obvious that i was disgusted with myself.

"what is my problem?" i muttered to myself.

i tried to wait for myself to become less distracted, but i grew impatient with myself rather quickly. deciding that i was far too boring to be of any use to myself, i set off in search of something more interesting.

"i should find myself someone more interesting to be..."