My skin is just a cover, isolating my insides from the outside. Simultaneously, my insides (skin included) are continuously interacting with, engaging with, profiting from, contributing to the outside. Does this temporal and spatial isolation that the skin creates create a false idea of separation in my head? Imagine this: I see my body as a flow of interactions, as a portion of the whole. I see your body as an opportunity for interaction, as a receiver to my flow. I see the outside as a communal ego, thus deserting the idea that I am me and you are you and my desk is furniture.