I don't tend to see the pineapple, many times even if I am eating it, I am imagining that it is another person eating it, I taste it through layers of removal. I might have imagined eating pineapples all the day before and now I have a pineapple and I say to myself "okay now you're really getting to eat pineapple, enjoy it, experience it!" yet in my mind, I am now eating mangoes.
Very well said.
That's hard to understand, but I think I do something similar to bolded *1 above. Sometimes I relate to my body as "a transport/communication/manipulation device" and I do something I call "letting the machine run." Basically, I've found that my body is remarkably well programmed for a variety of tasks, that if I were to try to consciously control, I would screw up, like catching a thrown object. I just think, "catch" (not actually verbalized) and let go. Eyes start tracking, feet move, arm goes up and then something is in my hand.
But I'm still there while I do it.
Something like that occurs with me too (I really like your "machine:run" mode description - you'll have to elaborate on it, as it's totally alien to me) but even when I'm, say catching a ball, I'm still not aware of my surroundings. I'm catching a ball with someone else's hand, analyzing and processing it as if it were not happening to me.
*2 brings up the question, what do your dreams feel like? Sounds really uncertain.
Strangely enough, my dreams can feel more real to me than anything IRL (or should I say, waking life). That's why it's such a torture when my head's a mess and I can't escape.
*3 - sorry, but that sounds like it must be really confusing. Also, how the heck do you drive a car?
haha! Good point!

Well, as a mechanic, I was perhaps more aware of what was going on than at most any time in my life, but again, never at 100%. Even in the middle of high-speed drag races. There's consciousness, there's "me", but then there's huge amounts of smudge and blank area and the dream state. I've done crazy things in the dream state.
I also have to say I'm never more aware of my Present than when someone is touching me. I go through most of my days without being touched by anyone except maybe my sister. One of my doctors told me to go out and wrap my arms around a tree and just hold on until I felt "present" to combat my already natural state of disconnect.
If someone I don't know/don't like is touching me, I'm practically 100% present because I find unwanted touch oppressive.
If someone I'm familiar with is touching me, it's like little islands of awareness.
If someone I love is touching me, it's a strange mix of being painfully acutely aware of them and myself, and the dream state.
Good stuff to know. Still don't get it, but subjective experience is like that.
PS sounds like a nice evening. Seems like you remembered it ok.
I did remember, and I'm grateful for it.

The moments of sanity and peace stand out to me, like the liturgy of everyday loveliness. I have to say I was incredibly present and I never wanted to leave that moment.
I envy Ss, and esp SPs because they can stand in the moment and not be shoved out of it. Drawing the marrow out of the bone, as it were.