Then, there is a change, a metamorphosis, the light falls from me, I am slowing down, I am more aware of each second. I am afraid and awestruck, somehow grateful, and falling – a completely new sensation, a new me. I travel, I feel, I am something. I wonder what has happened. I begin to affect others like me, by running into them. I see something, an echo of what I was before, a light and then I realize that I am witnessing the moment when everything slowed down, I am passing it by as I shift in space and reattach myself to the light. I try to grab on, but I am still falling, it is glorious, and inescapable. There are others here, they see me and share my sense of wonder, gleefully traveling through the airless vacuum that surrounds them.