I convinced myself that I was a circus seal, and for a while I forgot how to swallow. This was the same evening when my wife began to scream, repeatedly, "Take me to the capitol of the Olympic Village!"Originally Posted by Bijo
But no, I don't think I ever "let go" of the idea of time. I can say that it was irrelevant in my mental state, however. (Drink lots of water and get a good sleep after that sort of party, kids.)
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