So crazy personal story. Last year, went to the dentist to have wisdom teeth removed. They overdosed me on nitrous oxide. I'd haved it used before, just eases the anxiety, makes you a little loopy, but completely conscious. But this time, somebody screwed up. Was either a bad mix or not timed with the right mix. Once the nitrogen started pumping in, I could feel myself going under. It was 5 seconds of this feeling of a complete loss of control over my body. My mind was still completely aware of what was going on. I said in my head, at least what I thought was just in my head, "it's ok to take me now, this world sucks anyway, just take care of my wife." I felt myself go. Was so easy to let go too. Next thing I know, a faint voice yelling at me to wake yup. I was consciously aware of the voice, but was trying to hard to resist it. Within maybe 10 seconds, after 3 or 4 yells, it felt like I had just been traveling 100mph and slammed to a halt, woke up. Was totally alert and conscious, unlike when you come back from anesthesia. Started laughing. Realized, well, guess I'm stuck here a little while longer. The oral surgeon says "we thought we lost you, and you were talking to extraterrestrials!" Apparently when I thought I was just silently talking to God, I said it out loud. Funny stuff really. Of course, it felt like it had been 4 hours, but nope, only 5 minutes. They hadn't even pulled the damn teeth yet. Unpleasant side effect of getting OD'd... started puking everywhere. Thank goodness they got it cleaned up and pulled the damn teeth. Wasn't going back home without the teeth pulled after dealing with this shitshow!

It's hard to really explain the feeling though, of letting go, of that euphoric acceptance of the end, as described by Tyler. I'm guessing others who've had near death experiences will feel similarly, but with that gas going through my nose, it was about as close to a plane crash as I could get.

Happy to be alive, especially in such exciting times