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I haven’t written anything really metaphysical for a long time, and that’s poor on my account I think. For things continue on a regular basis, and I really should document what happens.
But this is just basically things about me that are different, “weird”, and what I like. For no reason other than I can, for no reason other than I should have kept this up to begin with.
I like how I go outside and pet the white stray cat and the brown tabby. How they’re nervous at first but then allow me to touch them. I love how when, a few days later, I speak of those cats to the neighbor and they tell me no one has been able to approach them for months... nobody can get near them. I love how I have ben able to do this with countless animals, from raccoons to rabbits.
I like how I freak myself out with watching two realities. Not always fun, sometimes I prefer the other (like when my car DIDN’T hit the other car), but I like when it happens regardless. E.g. [Bad username in LJ tag] and I were at a restaurant not too long ago. He reached for some sugar and I started to react because he toppled over my glass of ice tea and it started spilling all over the table. *blink* no it didn’t. He actually never touched it. Yet both memories exist clearly. Quantum reality is fun.
But this is just basically things about me that are different, “weird”, and what I like. For no reason other than I can, for no reason other than I should have kept this up to begin with.
I like how I go outside and pet the white stray cat and the brown tabby. How they’re nervous at first but then allow me to touch them. I love how when, a few days later, I speak of those cats to the neighbor and they tell me no one has been able to approach them for months... nobody can get near them. I love how I have ben able to do this with countless animals, from raccoons to rabbits.
I like how I freak myself out with watching two realities. Not always fun, sometimes I prefer the other (like when my car DIDN’T hit the other car), but I like when it happens regardless. E.g. [Bad username in LJ tag] and I were at a restaurant not too long ago. He reached for some sugar and I started to react because he toppled over my glass of ice tea and it started spilling all over the table. *blink* no it didn’t. He actually never touched it. Yet both memories exist clearly. Quantum reality is fun.