#hyper aware

sometimes i am gripped by my own existence. i become hyper-aware of my existence. i look at my hands and move my fingers, marvelling at how they moved at my own command, which makes me wonder who am i? what am i? what is this soul inside me that wills my body to cooperate? i touch my face and wonder why am i alive, what purpose must i serve that i'm still here? for a short yet long moment i wonder how i am alive, how is the world existing, how is everything where it is as it is supposed to be. how am i able to have a mind that thinks, a heart that beats, a body that moves, how there is harmony in myself and the world. truly, how marvelous life is yet so underappreciated. we hate life yet we love to live. ironic.

Being constantly on the lookout and hyper aware of your surroundings sucks cause I got a bunch of theories that are all more 'humans are primal and not always kind' than most people and when I expose them I feel like a crazy, paranoid, vindictive bitch

Don’t you love it when you become hyper aware that you are a brain looking out through your eyes and you start to have an existential crisis?

There are TOO MANY smells happening in my room right now. And the pleasant one refuses to overpower the unpleasant ones. FML.

Is it an autistic thing to suddenly be hyper aware of some things? Like im hyperspace of my tongue against the roof of my mouth and I damn near freaked out in the middle of work because I don't like it