I was heating chicken nuggets in the oven the other night to eat while watching YouTube videos on TV. Nothing crazy, just another calm and quiet night in the Williams house.
As the nuggets were heating in the oven, I decided to plop onto the chair and start browsing through my recommended list. It was already some time after I had gotten the infamous recommendation from a few weeks back:
I haven’t gotten a questionable recommendation since so I didn’t want to revisit that odd feeling lol
This night though, as I browsed, a recommendation caught my eye:
I watched a little of it knowing that my chicken nuggets were close to being done and closed it after a few minutes ready to watch other recommendations.
But as I got up from the couch and started walking to the kitchen, suddenly I was hyper aware of the movement of what I was seeing relative to me walking.
I was aware that the kitchen was not moving to me but that I was moving to it, and that’s what my eyes were telling me.
Standing at the kitchen, I looked at the countertop. I was aware of the box of instant oatmeal arranged neatly along the backsplash of the kitchen tiles, then almost the individual tiles themselves.
Then, I became hyper aware that my perceptions of these things were indeed at the speed of light, and that this scene that the speed of light was producing was indeed my reality.
Slowly looking down at the palms of my outstretched hands, I realized that the sight of that too was because of the speed of light, the speed of reality.
I was really shocked y’all.
My acute metaphysical implication crisis was interrupted (thankfully) when I heard the oven beep loudly. The light inside the oven switched on signaling that my nuggets were cooked.
I don’t know what YouTube is trying to do to me. One instant, it’s implying that I’m ugly and the next it’s trying to induce an existential crisis in my mind.
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