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Or what if the entity that stimulates can just “dream” the simulation to make it happen?

“Mdr” is a good one as well, good catch :) MDR = mort de rire = laughing to death

Wolverines are pretty solitary animals

Ryuk is pretty awesome.

Gotta find someone with whom you can be alone with.

Meaning you can be alone with this person. And that you can be alone with yourself in their presence as well. Someone who can respect your alone time, basically.

Otherwise, when single, you gotta learn to take care of yourself as if yourself was someone else. That’s how I coped when I was single. Treating myself all the time to little gifts, taking care of myself, even going out with myself by myself like a date night.

“6:30, dinner with myself. I can’t cancel that again!” -The Grinch

Interesting.

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I visited Ireland and it took me maybe a day to get used to driving on the left.

Driving a stick shift on the left though took a little more time, I would often go from 1st gear to 4th gear. My muscle memory wasn’t developed in my left hand for this.

Be aware though that the streets are much more narrow in the countryside. I was often nervous driving there.

Where I live it’s very unnatural. Definitely because of the weather (lots of snow, long winters).

Happened probably in 2009 or 2010, I really don’t recall if there were police waiting on the side of the road or not. Probably not. Why would they wait for the light to turn green to block the road? I just remember advancing in the tunnel and looking in the mirror, there were police car blocking the road behind me.

But I bet it was something like that. No idea why it was so urgent for me to get out of there.

Yes it was me. I won’t re-write that story every time I get a similar question :)

It took place on a weekday morning, in the late 2000s, I dropped my ex at her workplace, and then I start driving towards my own workplace. I need to take a tunnel downtown, there’s a traffic light just before the tunnel. The light is red, I wait. The light turns green, I go ahead, along with another car next to me.

Right behind me, in my mirror, I see police cars blocking the street at the traffic light. I’m the last car that went through the traffic light. No other cars can make it behind me.

I’m kinda freaking out. Why are the police cars blocking the way to the tunnel?

I then realize there are only two cars in the tunnel, mine, and the car just before me. No other car. At 9am. On a weekday. What the hell is going on?

I keep on driving, everything seems normal, apart from the complete lack of cars.

Eventually, I see the end of the tunnel, with police cars on either side of the road. And police officers making OBVIOUS signs with their arms : “Get the fuck out of there, quick, faster!”.

Me and the other car make it out of the tunnel, then In my mirror, again, I see 4 police cars blocking the way out of the tunnel.

I turned on the radio. Nothing about this event. I searched the news websites for the whole day, I didn’t find anything. I asked around, at work, in social media, nobody knew about this. I didn’t think of calling the police station. I never learned what the hell happened in this tunnel.

My bet is it was either a bomb threat, or they had to catch a known criminal in this tunnel, or maybe a collapse danger of some kind. But the fact that it didn’t make local news is mind boggling to me. I sometimes wonder if I dreamed this.

I think third world country.

In 10 years, that will be the norm.

Late stage capitalism is your answer, my friend.

Wow I had never heard of this. Interesting.

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Very good observation

I was a little like that until I had a kid myself. Much less than you perhaps, but I didn’t have fun with kids, I never knew what to do, what to tell them, and I would be very unforgiving with kids who are cheating or lying for fun.

I always thought that when you have one, yours is different.

When i meet my soulmate, I knew she would be an awesome mother and it helped me retain some faith. We ended up having a boy who is now 4 and a half.

I must admit, I didn’t know I had this much patience in me. Still not knowing what the hell I’m doing but I lowered the bar as much as I could : he’s happy, and he’s fed.

Now it’s not always easy, and he tests my limits daily by pushing all the proper buttons. Sometimes I ask my girlfriend for an… Emergency relief.

But now I kinda understand how to enter children’s world. Doesn’t work with all of them, and sometimes I must adapt. I still have a hard time tolerating crying over nothing serious, but I found ways to go around that and give hugs.

I try to remind myself of old memories when I did some very similar things with I was a kid, sometimes I’m not very proud…

All in all, I’m not telling to have kids, but just to say it can change. I just happened to have taken the “hard way”, and I didn’t regret any of it.

Good to know, thanks!