I think many children wonder what is real and if they are real….

As a young child I placed an ink dot on my wall just on the side of my bed where I could see it when I laid down at night yet no one else knew it was there. This dot assured me I was still in the correct place in the world, that I had not somehow throughout the day been transported and replaced into another dimension where everything was familiar yet false. This young fear of lack of reality carried over to my cat…..are you my cat, or do you just look like my cat? Finally I trimmed the fur at the end of her tail so it was blunt……it was a small thing just like the dot on the wall….yet the dot on the wall and my cat’s blunt tail kept me anchored in my world.