Cartography. Entomology. Truncated. Intrinsicate.
Are you able to pinpoint the exact moment when you fess up to your consciousness and make a change? Can you feel your life as before and after, like an apple sliced down the middle? That which was looks the same as what is, but they are separate now.
(here is where I explain the moment, but you'll have to forgive me; my descriptive muscle is rusty.)
My halved apple smells like a brand new car, but it runs just the same as before.
I know why I started living in boxes, but I don't want to keep doing it anymore.