I put you in a tiny box. After the divorce, I made you petty and inconsequential and nothing special so that you could fit in this tiny little box. That would help me get out of the bed in the morning. But now, I have to take you out of the box because I need to believe that, uh, you can do this, I need you to be a God. Just today, be a God.
You slew dragons. You walked on water. You, you were a god, but now, now you need to get very tiny again and go back in the box.
I believe it is just a way human deal with unbearable pain. We are fragile after all.
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