What?
Another day?
Surprise.
I never expected this.
I thought the night were to last forever.
Wait a minute.
I'm me.
God, what did you do?
How did you manage this?
Will I be able to handle it?
I mean, like, see, well....
People might not like me.
Criticize me.
They'll laugh at me.
Tell me I'm stupid.
Hey!
That's crazy.
Stupid?
Let me think.
Think.
You created me.
I think I have to be perfect.
Not have to.
I am.
I am because I'm yours.
Even with all my foibles.
Oh well.
Days go swell.
I hope this one does.
Of course.
Yes.
Naturally.
It will.
Right?