Some panic attack hits, for whatever reason. And I feel like I'm literally dancing into the jaws of death, all shaky like I'm dissipating... Into nothing. I am terrified but trying to let go into the letting go. Then I'm skating over a moat around a castle full of basketball players, just skimming the surface of the water as James Brown thrashes my body around the track, looking out through an inchoate diaphanous haze, caught up in the centripetal motion.