First and Last of my kind

Ever since I was young I've known that I'm not like the rest of you.
There's something fundamentally different between myself and everyone else; something that I've never been able to put my finger on.

See, when I get in an elevator the world adjusts itself beneath me to accommodate my location. And when I walk the world spins under my feet. When I run it just spins faster that usual.

When I close my eyes at night the world shuts down. And it only restarts in the morning when I awake. Albeit, everything starts up in a different scenario when I wake up, but nothing actually happens while I sleep. It's just silent and motionless out there beyond my eyelids and eardrums.

I always stay in the exact same place, and in the exact same timeframe.

My whole life it's been this way.

I imagine the rest of you think this is crazy.
(Then again, you're the ones who skip frames every time I blink.)

The sad part is this: as soon as I die, all of you will fade to black and the world will cease to exist. I just wish I had the chance to save all of this, and take something more than a memory with me...