The phone call home.

There were times, probably about 20 years ago, when I used to spend my Saturday nights at squat parties in London off my face on ecstasy and ketamine. If I had called my mum, would have said similar things.
"I feel everything. Space, the sir, the vibrations, the people, the gravity,the rotation of the earth, the blood in my veins. I can feel my brain....."
Thank God I didn't have access to a phone. Although, to be fair, even if I had a phone, I doubt I would have been able to operate it, let alone talk. Good times.