I knew, of course, what was happening when it started to happen. Even though I didn’t really know. You know?

Time stopped. Literally. And I knew- you know what, scratch that.

I had no idea what was happening to me whatsoever. On so many levels. I even left the water on.

It wasn’t going anywhere. That’s how weird it all was. I was enveloped in silence and color.

An ocean of warm silence and color that I could, apparently, make explode out from inside of me. It felt so amazing that…

…that I was terrified.