/lit/ - Literature

Time has left the building as I was coming up. All at once I could feel the energy in every object around me. The pressure of the world was pushing down on my body and I became paralyzed. Someone had flipped the switch and turned on all the lights upstairs. The electricity bill from my mind would bankrupt the rich. A tsunami of thoughts cover every memory. I cannot begin to sift through the wreckage. I plunge, headfirst, into the water. Have I yet to rise to the surface?