Laying awake, supine in bed, the world began to swirl around me.
The ceiling and walls lost their form. The room collapsed into me while I expanded outside of it.
I was tiny speck of a being amidst the grandeur of a world beyond my understanding, yet simultaneously in touch with its farthest corners.
Unable – or unwilling – to speak, I waited for it to pass.
It always stopped after about one or two minutes. I could never control it’s coming and going.
It was scary, and exhilarating. I always wanted to try it again.
It never came back.
Or, I forgot how.