ramblings
Just got home. Home. That is where I am, I suppose. It's funny how much life has changed. Walking in the door trying to be as quiet as possible with a mostly full six pack and the last bag of stuff from my car I realized how completely different life is. I'm back in the real world. Bridgewater was a time in my life I always knew was fleeting
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and I know what you mean -- that last thing you said about "not even colors are perceived the same" -- I think about that all the time. Like, it's EVERYTHING! How I see myself in the mirror, or even in pictures, is how I see me. No one else sees me in the way I see myself. But, anyone else could look at me and see something completely different. But when we describe how I look, we're saying the same stuff, but it just looks completely different. I don't know if I'm saying it right right now, but you know when I mean.
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