Dude this hits me hard. I'm legit the opposite of a kleptomaniac, I lose consciousness when I lose certain things. I also sometimes dissociate because school, no matter how different the subject, it repeats every week by week. In terms of this I often could ask myself, "Is this present really happening?" I've gotten so used to it it's become an involuntary sixth instinct, kinda like being controlled even if they assume every person us different.
I often then, in a matter of seconds, fear what made my life, what things I see and how I see the things that made me who I am, and how complex and inferior my body is compared to a sort of deadening celestial essence---rather how I came into existence as a reminder that I'm not controlling my life in third perspective---I'm not just a mere ghost.
I don't know if questioning life, time, and my existence is really that necessary, or if I just like to get carried away in the stars. I often am forgetful basically.
