I can't understand and explain how the conscience that floats around your body is so aware of its existence. And how come I am who I am? Like what if I was never born? Would I have never experienced life at all? Would I have existed in another body?
I'm pretty lucky, it feels like I was given the chance to live. Somehow I happen to exist and I am me, someone that nobody else can be.
What makes you question the reality of the world around you? And I don't mean to say that the Matrix is real as if we're only living in a dream.
Sometimes we go through events that shift our point of views from one to another. And this frequently happens, until the end of our time.
So what makes you ache in the pit of your stomach, gets you out of your comfort zone, has an impact on your social life or bewilders you with such a grandiose thought that has no end?