Let me tell you in those early days it felt like the fabric of things might disintegrate. I mean, our friends and everything seemed mostly normal. But odd moments started to occur. Flashes, really. Weird sensations of everything coming apart. Our eyes were reduced to seeing in pixels. There were tinglings all over like being bombarded by molecules. We didn’t mind at first. The sensations were a kick. Then there started being a kind of tug, as if we were being pulled toward – what?
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