it's like i'm falling through the earth's atmosphere at an alarming 847 miles per hour and there's absolutely nothing to catch me or to break my fall. i'm not exploding, nor am i crumbling into pieces, but i am heading for certain death at an unsettling rate and i can't do anything about it. everything is flashing by in a blur and i am barely conscious yet entirely present and i can't help but feel like it's all my own doing.