I’m not sure if I was blessed or this is a curse.
When I was a little younger than I am I used to ponder how I, like everyone else, has control of their own actions, mind, body and life. But it always was so strange to me that each individual you see everyday is living life just as you live your life. They exist. If you think about how your mind works, and think about your daily scheduel; what you do from when you wake up until you go to bed at night, and think about how other people have the ability to do it as well. To feel the things you feel but in a different way, but obviously because their minds are different then ones own. I always found it unique how you can be doing something and the person right next to you is also doing something, but something else. How your mind isn’t the only mind that there is. It all boils down to being such a miniscule particle of this Earth.
We truely are complex beings.
