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when I was six I was struck with how strange it was to be in a body. why this body, why now? why THIS. why not something else? and what if I was something else and just wasn't aware of it? how would I ever know, because I always just felt like just a six year old. What if i actually was everything? One minute i was sad, the next i could be happy. my happy self didn't feel sad. maybe my mommy self didn't feel like 6 year old myndi.(or mindy, at that time) What If I was being different people at different times, or the same times or all of the one time, interacting with myself, or not. Feeling cut off from the rest of me. pretending I was only what I felt like being, and not all of it. What if I still am. And then, assuming I was everybody at the same time and just couldn't feel it, for agument's sake...who's the "I"? how do you decide how much of you to say is "I"?