People that know me would not dispute the fact that it is a well understood notion that I consider myself to be the absolute center and most important piece of my own universe. If I were to be shown the entire infinite universe in one viewing with my being as represented by a speck of a speck with a red arrow pointing to it stating “You Are Here”, instead of feeling small and insignificant, I’d probably point out that I was clearly more significant to the universe otherwise I wouldn’t have merited the sign. It’s not an overdeveloped sense of self importance, it’s a right where it should be sense of self importance. Despite being so terribly important in my own little brain, I don’t flaunt that. I’m very much aware that I am the only person who considers me the center of the universe and as such I don’t demand special attention… although I will accept it if offered. I’m very careful to make sure that my mental fiefdom doesn’t intrude upon anyone else’s. This little balance of power has worked rather well for the most part. I wander around blithely feeling important but not imposing that on anyone and the rest of the world acts in kind. It all falls down when I run into someone who thinks they’re the center of their own universe and I should care in the slightest.
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