I prepared myself for this for as long as I can remember. I prepared you. Everyone was concerned about me and neglected you. But I was more concerned about you. Attention and affection were never important for me, probably because I had plenty of each. I somehow omitted the possibility that you won’t be the same as I am. Perhaps you like how sunlight feels on your arms or the salty smell of the sea. Maybe you call your parents because you miss them and not because they miss you. I know you don’t like instructions so I’m going to tell you a story. A while ago, I was a fish. I was unhappy with my water tank. Blamed the water filtration system for my blurred reflection in the tank’s glass. I trained my whole life to be able to make the jump. The water looked so much clearer away from home. But when I switched tanks, you, my reflection, were the same. Maybe this tank wasn’t good for me either… Maybe I’m just not a saltwater fish… Just keep that in mind next time you find yourself in a different tank. (192/200)
