Have you ever wondered how you are you? If everyone else is even there? The one thing I've always wanted to know is how I know anyone else even exists. If I'm possibly the only person in the universe, I mean all I can see is through my own eyes. I am here, I am my own proof of that of course, but how could I possibly tell if you are as sentient as me? Not just a program designed to keep me busy in some sort of dream, or even a prison. A distraction to stop me from breaking out, to stop me from even realizing I was put here in the first place. Sometimes I find myself learning something new, a new word I've never heard before in my life. Then by the next week I'll be hearing the word everywhere I go, everyone suddenly using a word I had never even heard before. As if my own reality, my own prison, is slowly being built up around me piece by piece, word by word. So I ask you, do you exist? Do you think I even exist?
