Could someone or something switch us off? Could it possibly be true that our world is just a computer program, or a hologram, or a dream? Although it's about the weirdest thing you could think of, there are some tantalizing clues this might indeed be the case. The stuff we call 'reality' simply isn’t very real after all.
I don't like close proximity to others. Only a handful of people are 'allowed' to be close without me having fantasies about violence. Even my SO sometimes has to back off, because I feel suffocated so easily. Obviously, I'm really awkward at touching. Those latin american 'kisses' on the cheek are PURE HORROR. I always get this wrong -.-