your mind races, but the world moves in slow motion..
even now, with nothing in sight, no sense of direction, you exist without intent.
do you know who you are, beyond the flesh?
truly?
can you look at yourself and definitively say what you are?
or is your existence defined purely by perception?
have you ever been anything else?
does it matter?
ROGEN: Darren.. Darren. Daaaaarreeeeen.
ROGEN: Ok, window's coming open in three.. two.. one.
