What if everything that I see is seen by everybody else in a different way?
There are apparently normal feelings-if I stub my toe, it's apparently a mutual feeling that all human experience, that it will hurt in this certain way. But what if everyone feels in is some other way? My house looks one way to me, but maybe not to others. Maybe I'm crazy, or maybe everyone else is, too. All I know is that this world is not black and white.
I was about seven when we first toured the house that I live in now, and I remember looking at it in a totally different way. It's so hard to explain with words, but everything just looked different to me, and if I really think about it, I can picture it like that again. After a while, I started to see things in the house the way I do now, and that's the way it stayed.
A few years ago, my family went back to the area I used to live in, and we visited the science center where my mom worked. It probably has to do with perspective, since I was six the last time I was there, but everything looked strange and out of place. Is this really how it looked? Is this really where this was?
Nobody will ever know, because nobody can see inside someone else's head. We'll all just live on not knowing whether or not we're crazy.
P.S. Sorry this post is so lame.
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