Look at where I am now

Ruffian was dreaming, asleep that is. This was a weird dream for him. He was in a white, empty plane of existence, it was certainly a room though. When he got up, and looked around a bit. He saw someone familiar. It ended up simply being his younger self. He looked at how scared, and sad he used to be, in that dumb dress after all.

His own younger self looked at him. He bit his lip, trying to figure out what to say, that is, until he heard something.

"Hey.. you look like me...?? Who are you???" His younger self would ask. I guess it would be startling seeing a tall man who looks like you, be standing in front of you.

"Well... I'm you." Ruffian would say, this caused his younger self be more confused. He thought about how he could explain things. That is until he looked around, and saw a table. That table had a scrapbook on it. He went to go check out the scrapbook, and it was all that had happened to him until now. He picked up the scrapbook to bring to his younger self.

"Hey, look at this. This can show you how far you have well, came. Even if it might not be where you plan to be." He flipped through the pages, seeing the silly interpretations of moments of his life. His younger self just looked at them, intently listening to the little tidbits. Learning about how a horse who isn't a social person, made so many connections.

This, of course, went on until Ruffian woke up. He looked around, he was in his room, in his bed. He sighed, feeling a bit better how he is now. He got out of bed to get ready for the day. He stopped by the mirror in his bedroom.

"Remember how far you have came." He said to himself, and proceeded to go on about his day.