//The lake was like a silver mirror that day. Looking down into it's depths, they saw the rocks, shells, and pieces of glistening glass on a ever-changing ground; mostly hidden from sight beneath a reflection of a sun that had risen long ago - and was now shining over the green - gold of the shore, and the deep sparkling shallows of the inland aquamarine sea. //
// He spent his days dreaming of all that he could be, to take away the feeling of littleness that he could never shake off. And it was enough, until one day, it wasn't. Then it was just him, he felt like a piece of him was missing. A piece that had never been, but always was. Years passed. One day he woke up, and felt like he had never felt before. He looked in his heart, and saw that he was whole again once more. //
// Are these the days I dreamed of? These days that so quickly slip by; like flowers blooming and fading, sighing in a hazy, golden, breeze; of what is past, and present, and what is still yet to be. //
"I will keep on telling you that you are important, deserving, loving, intelligent, worthy, compassionate, beautiful, creative, inspiring, brave, true, strong, and able until you finally realize it for yourself."