No Limit to the Fall
3-08-2001
I was in a snowy landscape, sliding down really soft snow with custom-soundtracks cascading through my mind. It was kinda dark, but as it grew light, it got warmer, and the snow turned into very very very fine sand that just sifted over my body. I was almost falling, it was so fine, and the slope so steep. It twisted and turned like a tobaggen, and the music was very choral and peaceful. I fell like this for minutes on end, lucidly keeping myself from reaching a real destination, knowing there was no limit to the fall.
posted by Phlegm at 11/26/2003