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Clad In Thoughts

I placed me In my thought, a large balcony covered with leaves, and long straws, with colourful petals growing on numerous stems that sprouted, cloudy over my head it was with bright light rays piercing the clouds. Like a garden, the balcony was pleasant with it's smell. At a corner sat a chair I saw myself sitting in as comfortable as my brain could imagine; warm, soft, clean and pleasant. 
"Hmm, I could sit there for years" myself in my thoughts thought to itself. 
Right inside my thought was the girl I liked standing at a corner the size of a rice grain whom a me adored so much. At another corner stood another me like a grain working so hard as though it was trying to build a V12 engine on AI. At another corner was another grain me marking my own exam scripts correcting my mistakes and scoring myself high as I marked. Then at another corner was another grain me barking at the top of its voice at a grain who seemed like the president, arms crossed, face frowned, seeming totally dissatisfied at the older man. Then was another grain me, this time a grown adult in he's 30s scolding a smaller me but with slightly different features, I sensed the smaller me wasn't me but something the older grain me and the real big me had, the smaller grain had too. 
Then was another grain me at a corner calm and quite, totally lost in its own thought. 
Multiple grains formed and dissolved just as quick as my thought lingered around the different scenarios of me. As I sat comfortably in my thought watching my grain selfs old and young just like a movie playing out in my pleasant thought environment, the real big me just sat like a god, making gestures at the grains actions. the grains just kept putting up multiple scenes that lasted as long as the real big me watched. The real big me sitting by the corner focused more on the most pleasant scene and paid little attention to the less pleasant ones. and as randomly as the grains formed, they stayed as long as my glance could hold them. Then my pleasant thought environment dissolved and I came back to consciousness. What do I tell myself?

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