There's a room in my mind. A hidden place where I go and be by myself and quiet. I lock myself in there when I've had enough.
Then someone who's me knocks on the door. He asks me questions. Basically hes my autopilot.
"What do i do?"
"You're me. I am you."
"You answer when asked. You laugh appropriately when you find it funny. You share a little bit of our experience and knowledge when needed. You eat when you're hungry. You have fun when you need to have fun. Share stories and things when needed. When there's nothing then revert to me..sit still and be quiet."
"But...what about you?"
"I'll be alright here till the time comes"
"When will that be?"