Sometimes I have these radical thoughts, like the entire world is literally just in my head. Everything is just in my head, my reality doesn’t belong to anyone else, my dimension is only mine. I created everything. I feel like the same goes for everyone else. I feel like nobody sees anything the same way as someone else, like all our lives are just as unique as snowflakes. It’s kind of like this theory I’ve had since I was a little kid, that nobody sees any colors the same way, but we’ve all been raised to call red “red;” really I could be seeing somebody else’s green, while somebody else could be seeing what I perceive to be blue, we just know that we call it red. That’s basically how I feel about everything in life. It probably makes no sense, and could be entirely inaccurate, but holy shit is it interesting to think about. I’m just so intrigued by the power of the mind. How what you think is what there is – manifestation, the law of attraction. We create so much. Our minds alone have defeated so many “impossibilities,” that absolutely nothing could shock me at this point.