I remember sitting in the back seat of the car and asking myself something like...

"how am I here right now?". And then a prickly sensation washed over me and I didn't feel like I was in my body. I wish I could remember the exact questions I asked myself, because I would love to experience that again. I was raised religious, so my thought process also had something to do with God being omnipotent. I think the questions here along the lines of: How do I know I'm me and not a different me? How do I know I'm looking out the window right now? How do I know that I am existing right here...

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