woke up in the middle of the night, had a thought, and freaked out about my health to the point of thinking myself into physical pains and then got on the net to research for hours. i should have just realized i do this all the time, always have. it turns out im fine. i did something, three nights in a row, two months ago and the worst thing that has happened is worrying about what could happen. it was fucking awesome. duh. im not going to freak out about damage anymore because im ridiculous there is none. im the same person i just went to heaven a few nights. ive gone to heavens nearly that intense just from dreaming, no kidding. and i have since. science can be amazing. but im never doing it again (maybe once more somewhere down the line, honestly) i did what? huh?