It does weird me out to think that inside my body right now is a skeleton. Like, WTF?!?
Yeah, it's terrifying. And I have an issue with like... "me" just being like... "my brain" if that makes sense. Like, "I" don't exist? And if you tampered with that one organ in my head... omg I can't I need to stop thinking about it because I can suddenly feel the weight of my brain and I'm on the verge of getting super existential and it's not even half eight yet!