No, not unhealthy people who are large. Adult-types. But the good guy kind. Those special few that you look up to, admire, and hope to be like someday. Parents, aunts and uncles, teachers, guardians of all sorts.
Or maybe that man sitting on the park bench.
Guidance.
It's so strange to think that if you're not in that position already, you will be someday. Every single grown-up today has a limit on life, and we fill their spots. How does something that complex happen so naturally? Not so long ago you were playing dress up. Take another look in the mirror and now the fantasy isn't far off.
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!
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