Self-Reflection

I called him, his name was Bob, and I said, Bob, is there anything bothering you about me? He said, what? I asked a second time, is there anything bothering you about me? He said, no. Something possessed me, and I asked the third time. He said, what are you sick, what's your problem? I said, I want to be a better person. He said, there is something that's bothered me. He said, do you remember what you did to our teammate Harold? When Harold would come in and make a mistake, you didn't say anything, but you kind of glared at him. After the tournament Harold and I would go out for pizza and he would throw up because he couldn't win your approval. I thought you were a real hog. After he hung up and told me, I cried. After that, I had five and six dreams a night for the next three months on every phase of my personality, likes, dislikes, just a review from Spirit, dream after dream.