Closed eyes is my favorite way to describe this experience. I was staring into a bright, white room, the ceiling was perfectly lit, and the curtains were breathing with energy. I closed my eyes, and it felt like I was opening the curtains. I closed my eyes, and it felt like I was sitting on a couch. I felt like I wanted to close my eyes, but couldnt. As the room grew larger, I could feel myself begin to slip away from the couch into the ceiling. I closed my eyes again, and the room was gone. The visuals were still there, but it was a different feeling. I saw my hands in the corner of the ceiling, and my head was being pressed to the corner of the ceiling. I felt like I was walking on a carpet, but like I was walking on a water. I opened my eyes, and I felt like I was in a car, and I forgot that I was driving. The visuals were still there, but they were starting to get fun. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw each of my hands in the corner of the ceiling, and each hand was pressed to the corner of the ceiling. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the ceiling, and one of my hands was pressed to the corner of the ceiling. I felt like I was walking on a watery, but I didnt see anything moving. I saw my hands in the corner of the ceiling. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the ceiling, and I was in a car, and I forgot that I was driving. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the ceiling, and I was in a car, and I forgot that I was driving. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the ceiling, and I was in my car, and I forgot that I was driving. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the room, and I was in my car. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the room, and I was in my car, and the colors were so close together, I could see my hands in the corner of the room. I opened my eyes again, and I saw my hands in the corner of the room, and I forgot that I was driving. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone. I saw my hands in the corner of the room, and I was in the house, and I forgot that I was driving. I opened my eyes again, and the room was gone.
I had the feeling that I was wandering around the apartment complex, and I knew that I was going to enter a mental hospital. I was walking towards my house, but I wasnt going to die. I walked into the bathroom, and I looked around. I saw the floor, and I knew that it was a mental hospital. I turned around, and looked around. I saw my house, and I knew that I was going to enter a mental hospital. I walked outside, and I saw my house. I remembered that I was going to enter a mental hospital, and I realized that I was going to go to a psychiatric hospital. I was walking to the mental hospital, and I saw my house. I walked to the mental hospital, and I saw my house. I walked to my house, and I saw my house. I tried to walk to my house, but I was walking to my house. I was standing in front of a computer, and I saw my house. I saw my house, and I was walking to my house. I saw my house. I saw my house, and I was walking to my house. I saw my house, and I was walking to my house. I was walking to my house. I was walking to my house. I had the feeling that I was going to enter a mental hospital. I was walking back to my house, and I saw my house. I saw my house. I was walking to my house. I saw my house. I saw my house. I saw my house.
I was thinking that I should go to the mental hospital. I was thinking that I should go to the mental hospital. I was thinking that I should go to the mental hospital. I was thinking that I should go to the mental hospital.