November 11, 2011
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“What do you want? What do you want?” The trip felt like some kind of force was dragging me all over a room that I had never been to. It was slamming me into all sorts of strange objects in the room. Once I hit the object, I became a part of it. Once I was forced into another direction, it felt like I was leaving a small piece of myself behind. I sort of ‘snapped’ back into reality when I touched my face at the end. Coming back felt similar to the tip of a whip being whipped.