i saw it. i felt it too. i felt myself change from one being to the next. an undiscovered fruit grew inside me and i had not realized until now. this is why. this is why i speak so frequently of foreign objects and species that i found in others, found in places i had not been to. everything suddenly became new to me. i had seen it before, like a deja vu. i put my glasses on and renewed, i twitched, finding a new perspective. forcing me to flip coins and stop them mid-air, so as to choose which side i wanted to face upwards. because i had never known what to choose before.
but now i do.
but now i don’t.
in reality they were not the foreign objects and species i had previously thought them to be. it wasn’t i who watched them transform from familiar figures into strange delusions, but they. it was they who stood still, quietly observing my body grow into a tiny, gigantic being of uncertainty. it wasn’t a concave mirror, creating all sorts of distortions after all.
all along it had always been i.
