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Zoe: Mom, do you disappear everytime I don't look at you?
Me: No.
Zoe: You don't? Are you sure?
Me: Absolutely sure.
Zoe: Oh.
I remember thinking these thoughts. I remember that profound fear that the world was something I made up or I was the only one in it or something. Heh. Poor baby. It is a very scary sensation. I wonder why we have it?
Me: No.
Zoe: You don't? Are you sure?
Me: Absolutely sure.
Zoe: Oh.
I remember thinking these thoughts. I remember that profound fear that the world was something I made up or I was the only one in it or something. Heh. Poor baby. It is a very scary sensation. I wonder why we have it?