It’s sometimes very easy to feel that I could retreat into the depths of my mind and let my eyes watch while my body continues to maneuver through life, as it has for 21 years. My body could continue attending courses, and it could receive a degree in some field. It could take part in social activities, accomplish goals, go traveling, and all the while I could, in a sense, be dead; most of my psychological uniqueness being in a coma state. It’s also very easy to feel that such is the current manner in which I live.