I e-mailed a kid that used to be a classmate, and asked her about me. |
Isn’t the me that acknowledges my existence only living in this small body? |
I don’t have an individual personality and I don’t leave much of an impression. |
Nobody remembers me. |
When I made Dad, I started to feel that my own body was pretty lame. |
Wouldn’t I be me if I had a thought re-routing? |
I don’t need a connection to reality anymore, and it’s not so important to know that I’m a human being who will die unless she eats. |
It’s more rational to me to have Dad. |