... No, not exactly. Just... a feeling of utopia. A door had been cracked open. A way needed? Needs? to be pathed open.

And it was a state *like* a dream. I'm vaguely aware of what I did while transformed. The transformation was the dream. The dream was the transformation.

It's best to explain that it was a near religious experience for me, and circumstances in my life have made me bitterly agnostic and suspicious of religion. ... And yet...