At some point or other I realized something about who I am. I see myself in the mirror everyday, with my glasses, brown hair, and green-blue eyes and wonder "Am I real?" You know how people will think about things, such as a table, and ask whether or not it is really there or it's only there because we think it's there. I think the same thing all the time, even though it makes my head hurt, but instead of an object, i think of myself. If someone didn't look for me, know about me, love me, or acknowledge me...would I cease to exist since I was just a figment of someones imagination in the first place, or would i still be there when the day is over??? The Universe is bigger than we can imagine, and I can only wonder if I was out there, would i cease to exist, or am i already non-existing? Is such a thing possible?Such a wonder to think about...