You Open The Door And It's You

By Evan Sanders


One night right before I was heading to bed, I heard a knock.

Hi? Who is there?

"It's you?"

What?

"It's you... kindly open the door it's cold out here."

What's this some type of joke?!

"Answer the damn door. "

::door opens::

"Whatsup dude? Long time no see. I like the place! Tiny but I'm keen on it. "

Make yourself at...home.

"Look I don't have much time here because I have to run but I would like to talk to you very fast. Well, to be honest, I just wanted to turn up and surprise you. You know, start a fun relationship here? "

Who...who are you?

"I'm you... I thought I told you this already. "

This can't be real. This really can't be real.

"It's my man. It is. I'm you."

...

"Alright I'll explain. I am you behind all of the fears, procrastination, and doubts. I am you...just the better version of you...the one that runs quicker than you now on the treadmill, lifts harder, focuses more, and reads more than the...you...right now. I mean basically I'm outstanding. I am the you...you've always wanted to be. "

So you mean to tell me...you are me...but like version 2.0?

"Lets not kid ourselves here, this must be like version 6.0. I mean look at you. "

I see...

"I just wanted to show up and remind you about what you are working towards. I cannot actually let you know when you'll show up again, but hey...I think I would like to make a habit of seeing this dumb look on your face. Anyhow, I wanted to show you the real you...the one that isn't scared of making decisions and standing by them irrespective of everything else. That blog you started, well you aren't supposed to really know this at the moment, but it is absolutely crushing it. Oh and don't stress about girls, just keep your head down for a bit and everything will work itself out. Oh...last thing, don't take the bad things people say personally. Much of the time they do not even mean it. "

So...

"Got to go! Things I have to accomplish. Places to be. Good luck!."

::door opens and then slams shut::

::sits down on couch...::

Woah.




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