Micro thing.

There are like oceans of awesome people around me. Beautiful people. Sexy people. Handsome people. Interesting people. Rich and successful people. Hyper intelligent people. Fragile people. Strong people. Ferrari driving people. Lamborghini driving people. BMW people. Private jet owner people. Having completely nothing people. Loved people. Desired people. Adored people. Hated people. Con artists people. Super Average people. Famous people. Infamous people. "Blogger" people. Traders. Actors. Sportsmen. Artists. Novelists. Pilots. Firefighters. Sexy models. Adrenaline junkies. Complex femme fatale. And even Britney Spears and Prime Ministers.

And I am such a micro thing.

This week even nano-thing, that's why now I am scared of wind.