You’ve come to see your therapist Sydney for another session. She’s trying to talk you out of what you came here to do: to become a tiny person. Even though she tells you there is no turning back, you insists. With one magic move of her hands, you shrink down about a foot and a half. From a once tall man, you are now shorty size. And she doesn’t stop there. You get shrunk even more. And more. And more. Until finally you are a nothing but a tiny ant sized mini person. Not knowing what to do, you run slowly towards your therapist. This will NOT end well, you know that for sure.
