its not too crazy to me anymore that my cat, a conscious observer of the universe much like myself (although far inferior in intellect than i) has its own thoughts, its own model of reality fed by its own observations. its own autonomous being. i wonder, what does she dream?
bro we are all just shambling masses of flesh and bone, dude we're literally just squishy and small and insignificant. bro just go ask her out bro none of this matters you are going to die some day.