Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door set unrealistic expectations of train car interiors for child me

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Currently talking: carnivorous plants, invertebrates, feelings(?)
Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door set unrealistic expectations of train car interiors for child me
I'm increasingly convinced that I don't quite feel physical pain the way one is supposed to. I definitely feel it, and can feel a lot of it, but the way it seems to relate to different processes in my body and the way it scales compared to what I typically hear described just doesn't really match up. Maybe a sensory processing disorder thing? It's not as simple as just feeling more or less sensitive to pain - it's both, depending on aspects that people I've talked to seem to consider to be one unit but are discrete parts to me. It's all scrambled and linked up.
What even is pain?
(I'm just about to reach keelhaul key, so this certainly isn't comprehensive.)
Does anyone else get wildly, irrationally annoyed at ""uncured"" charcuterie made using celery salt? I get that it's all marketing but... the celery salt cures it. It's cured. That's what makes it the thing. Celery just naturally contains the compounds we use for curing.