You feel stupid, and it scares you.The red circle doesn’t help; it accuses.Everyone else “sees” it, or so they say.You stare harder, heart thudding, as if intelligence could be forced into existence. The more you search, the more your certainty frays, until doubt spreads from the image to your entire sense of self. If you can’t trust your own eyes, what else have you been wron… Continues… It isn’t really about the cat. It’s about that familiar, queasy moment when your reality collides with everyone else’s certainty, and you quietly decide they must be right. The red circle is only...
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