Sometimes I feel time slow down to a crawl. I feel the very beginnings of thoughts forming in my mind, setting off a thousand nerve impulses of tiny jolts into my soul. It travels faster than anything I have ever experienced, and half a nanosecond later I feel my finger twitch. This is when I have become aware that my soul and mind have separated from my body and I am no longer mistress of it's every action or reaction.

It is a terrifying yet comforting thought - I can nestle in the knowledge that it's not me but merely the shell I inhabit, but at the same time I cannot help but fear the next time I separate again.

こ゛めれさい