A Unique Human Being
Every time I wake up, I've got about 35 minutes to to get up from bed, dress and wash myself, get a slice of bread or two and finally brush my teeth before heading to school. Every time he wakes up, he's got about the same time to do about the same things, but I think he's adding a few minutes in between to spend some time thinking, - thinking consciously.
In our world though, it is usually better to skip those few minutes and focus on the down-to-earth matters, those you don't even need a human brain to process. Else, you may become a victim of psychologists' branding irons, and have several diagnoses burned deeply in your skin. And then, if you're lucky, be declared healthy and free of any chronical illnesses that you might have had, just when you're about to reach mature age. Having "just a bit abnormal" slapped in your face doesn't exactly help to remove the scars, either.
If he woke up where his parents had meant him to wake up, he would've woken up in Columbia. And I couldn't tell how many minutes he would be going to have in the morning or not. But I think none of them would've been wasted.
It certainly does have effects, growing up surrounded by big men, and barely being able to move or think. Aside from protecting people from his thoughts, there were no consequences that could be in anyone's interest. And no positive ones at all. "Even if the majority has an option, that doesn't mean it's true", he once said to me. "An individual could be more right than the whole society", I added, and we both agreed to each other's statements.
In other words and as a side note, he isn't comfortable with the school system.
He's about as old as me, thinks many of the same thoughts as me and acts completely differently from me. He's a good friend, and I'm one of his quite few. Every human being is unique, but I believe some are more unique than others. It just seems to make sense to me, illogical as it sounds.