It's inadequate, half broken, and the sort of quality you've come to expect.
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Who am I? What am I? I am myself. This object is me. The form that shapes me. This is the me that can be seen, yet I feel as though I am not myself. Very strange. I feel as if my body is melting.
Reality does not impose the names and definitions of things, but rather people must define things and make them meaningful in order to make them socially real.