I am small. I wasn’t always small. I have become small, to make room for others. Well, that’s what I would like to think. It’s not really clear why I became small. But I am now small. But they too are small, perhaps they too think they became small to make room for others. Now we are all small. There’s so much room now. But there’s nothing else in the room. Nothing else to take up the room. We are just now all small taking up this small space.