I can tell you a story that makes no sense to me, but makes sense to you. How do you see yourself? How do you know your reflection is who you are? What if your eyes are deceiving you? What if an image of yourself isn’t really you? What if people pointed out that you looked like what you were seeing, but you weren’t really real? What if I told you that nothing else existed in this world but yourself and everything in this world is a result of your imagination? What if I told you that what I’m telling you right now isn’t even real, but it’s the truth?