Every now and then, I wonder when my perception of reality will be completely torn to shreds. This can instill a mixture of fear and morbid curiosity about what might really come of it. I have much more common (and realistic) fears, but that's just something that was reaching me today. For a moment, when the world felt more distant, it felt as though I wasn't really part of it. It seemed more like I was observing another person meandering among the surrounding crowd in an isolated environment, and an odd sort of "ripple" occurred, as though I were adrift in a body of water larger than I could fully perceive, and something crashed upon the surface somewhere in the distance.