Man, today was wild. Woke up feeling kinda restless, you know that itch when your brain won’t settle? Decided to try something with this “4 44 time” idea bouncing around my head. No fancy plan, just went with the gut.
Grabbed my old phone, the one with a decent timer. Figured 44 minutes was the anchor. Sat on that lumpy sofa cushion I keep meaning to replace, closed my eyes. Hit start.
First few minutes? Total mess. Brain went straight to that dumb argument at the grocery store yesterday, then fretted about the dripping faucet in the kitchen. Felt like wrestling cats. Forced myself to just breathe. In… out… slow. Didn’t even count, just tried to feel the air.
Here’s where it flipped. Maybe 10, 15 minutes in? Felt this… tingling on my scalp, like tiny bubbles rising. Weird, but kinda nice. Let it happen. Then, boom – whole body felt lighter. Not physically, inside. Like gravity just dialed down. Images started flowing behind my eyelids:
- Saw waterfalls, clear blue ones, pouring upwards. Yeah, UP.
- Then got this crazy view like I was flying belly-down over green hills, wind whooshing past my ears.
- Floating became effortless. Just hanging in warm air like driftwood on a lazy river.
No control, just watching it all unfold like a nature documentary playing behind my eyelids.
The timer buzzed. Forty-four minutes felt like maybe ten. Opened my eyes, room looked super sharp. Colors were brighter. Felt stupidly peaceful, deep down in the bones. Like I’d napped four hours but was wide awake.
Grabbed my notebook quick before the feeling faded. Scribbled down everything – the tingles, the weird reverse waterfalls, the flying belly-flop, the warm floating. Called it “waterfalls dreams floating flying” ’cause that’s the core image that stuck. Tried to interpret it? Nah. Felt like my body just dumped a bunch of stress junk overboard while I wasn’t looking. Maybe it means nothing. Maybe it means everything. Who knows? Just glad I sat my butt down and shut up long enough for it to happen.
