.........I'm starting to doubt I even exist.
How can I be sure I exist, in fact?
Maybe I'm just the figment of the imagination of someone living on another planet?
Maybe I'm the ghost of someone who lived two centuries ago?
Maybe I wasn't born in England?
Maybe I'm not a male?
Maybe I'm not even human?
If you're not then I'm not. that would mean that Pete, my Partner, wasn't. that wld mean that all the people where he works aren't. That wld mean that we they didn't make wot they say they do.
ReplyDeleteso no aeroplanes.
If there are aeroplanes U must exist.here and around now.
cool thoughts, Micky.
ReplyDeleteI feel a bit more present now.
And I wanna fly