Ever since I was a kid and had any kind of intellectual thought at all, I've spent days, months, hours, maybe years, thinking about what it must be like to be another person. And this isn't (always) from wanting to be another person. It's really just wondering if the experience is the same or different from what I've been experiencing. It's a cousin of, but not really related to, "What must that person be thinking?" Because what I've come to know is that not only can you not, with any accuracy, come up with what the person next to you is thinking, they don't know what they're thinking either, or have a clear idea of what that is. So as you go through your days trying to figure out what that person must think, it's kind of a spritz to the face moment: stop thinking about it now. The point is that if you're trying to tell someone what you think and how you feel, that's also a bit of an impossibility, trying to get the point across and barge through their prejudices and all that stuff.…
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