Questioning Reality is an occasional series and is a complete work of fiction.
The views contained herein are nothing whatsoever to do with the author, and instead are based on the views of the character โThomโ. Thom is a twenty-year-old fashion designer who likes glittery material. Although, she may be a twenty-year-old fashion model who canโt stand fussy clothing. Or perhaps heโs a 30 year old engineer who likes dancing to Celine Dion.
Names, where necessary, have been changed, but also where necessary, they havenโt.
Itโs strange, life.
You go to bed one night (or morning if youโre up all night, for instance a night owl!) and awake to a brand new day. A fresh start. A new beginning. Yet we tend to do exactly the same as the day before. Same work. Same(ish) food. Same mistakes. OK, theyโre different, but overall theyโre the sameโฆ. they arenโt massively different. Be creative, is what I say. Given time. And other things.
Take rubbing stuff, for instance. The medication that either warms up or cools down aches and pains. Say, for example, you had a pain in your neckโฆ or shoulderโฆ or hipโฆ or backโฆ or thighโฆ or kneeโฆ or elbowโฆ or shinโฆ or ankleโฆย (!) and you used rubbing stuff to ease the pain somewhat. Why does it have no effect on your fingers or hands? Thatโs very strange, that is.
Why is it when you are desperately trying to find something, you have a rough idea of where you last saw it but it isnโt there. You then go off, demolishing every drawer, cupboard and utensil you can find in said search, and then, in one final act of desperation, you go back to the first place you looked and guess what? There it is. By then, youโve usually forgotten why you wanted the thing in the first place.
Is perception a fact, or a figment of oneโs imagination? If something looks big because itโs close up, but isnโt, can we really, truly, believe what we are seeing? The Sun and the Moon look the same size in the sky, but they arenโt, but in the sky they are. Unless thereโs an eclipse, and the Moon totally covers the Sun. Mind you, you canโt see the Moon in an eclipse anyway because itโs New, and then you canโt see anything else for a while for looking at the Sun.
Thatโs not true entirely. After looking at a bright light, wherever you look afterwards all you can see is a whopping black splotch. But is it black? When you close your eyes, it changes to green โ or yellow โ or red. Or does it? And as it really isnโt there at all, should it even have a colour? Although itโs probably a good thing that it is there, to serve as a warning to prevent you looking into a bright light in the future.
Still, for all of the strange things life throws at us, thereโs always something possibly even more strange waiting to turn up just around the corner. Thatโs what makes life interesting. That and the every day things that we repeat every day.
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