so basically the best way i can describe the trip was that it was basically like my brain wasn’t able to keep up with my body and its movements. like every time i’d move to do something i’d feel like i was in slow motion and just the sensation of anything like scratching myself felt out of whack. everything felt delayed and i felt like a slug and that scared the shit out of me so i basically just got into bed and spent the rest of my night flailing around and hoping for it to stop because it was so fucking unbearable, i was literally having hallucinations about everything from my existence to everything being predetermined it was so fucking weird. i still feel a little sluggish right now so maybe i’ll go back to sleep for a little more, but besides that i’m fine