Ever have those moments that put you to think that maybe, just maybe, the world really revolves around you?
During dinner today, my dad jokingly called my mom his “living-room-elephant” (we were having a discussion about nicknames or whatever). Now I head onto Twitter, and what is in the trending topics? “Elephant in the Room”! Like hurr, what just happened there.
Actually that’s quite a bit of a shitty example, but hey, you get the picture.
So what now? I’m starting to think there is a very distinct possibility that I subconsciously control this world, or made it even. And that you’ll all react “but I have free will blah blah” because I expect you to.
I’m going megalomaniac here.