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Corner of my Eye for, what's today, Wednesday?

Ever feel like when you move, you're not actually moving yourself, but that a force behind you is pushing you along? What does the force feel like? Could it possibly be air pressure? Maybe we're all wind spirits that live slightly behind our bodies, and we manipulate them by pushing them along.

Or have you ever felt like you aren't moving at all, but the world is moving around you? You know the world is a globe because you can see it turning.

Or that your body is hanging from a hook above you, and the hook moves on an invisible track. Maybe you can only move on the track. Maybe the track is smarter than you are. Maybe the heights of the track dictate how tall people are. Maybe occasionally people accidentally slip on to other people's tracks, and find they can't go back to their old lives, and so have to change everything. Maybe the tracks are four or even five dimensional, thus explaining how screwed up people are.

Maybe I will stop now.