And I’m reeling with you! And your solarpunk nickname is perfect! It blows my mind that you can experience the same stimuli in a distinctly different way. It means that the normal “common” way of experiencing the world is anecdoticaly shared with a lot of other all-the-same-and-glad-about-it human beings, but narrow and selective. I don’t mean to romanticize your condition in any way. But I don’t think mine should be romanticized either.
I wish I could share your pain as the sirens go by, because I wish I could make it easier for you, but also because experiencing it in a distinctly different way would broaden my world, as I would be able to think about another, not less true, not less important, perspective. Or put another way: Sex is boring, I need to start paying more attention to my arms.
And I’m reeling with you! And your solarpunk nickname is perfect! It blows my mind that you can experience the same stimuli in a distinctly different way. It means that the normal “common” way of experiencing the world is anecdoticaly shared with a lot of other all-the-same-and-glad-about-it human beings, but narrow and selective. I don’t mean to romanticize your condition in any way. But I don’t think mine should be romanticized either.
I wish I could share your pain as the sirens go by, because I wish I could make it easier for you, but also because experiencing it in a distinctly different way would broaden my world, as I would be able to think about another, not less true, not less important, perspective. Or put another way: Sex is boring, I need to start paying more attention to my arms.