Realizing a good bit of the physical stuff last year wasn’t just becoming weaker and more uncoordinated and more sense-clouded in the limbs but fundamentally losing the ability to mentally model objects in 3 dimensions, possibly somehow related to the way I suddenly developed the ability to see in 3D I didn’t realize I had lacked all my life, definitely the loss of the ability to identify an object by touch in a pocket or how to move it to remove it, a lot of fumbling with bags and lids, also a frankly comical bit where I couldn’t figure out how to carry a long box through a door and had to resort to trial and error

I realize that time I killed a nerve in my face by fucking up a left turn so bad I faceplanted, it may have partially been that I fundamentally forgot a left turn was a translation that kept the axis of your body perpendicular to the ground