The Acid Diaries (Christopher Gray) / quote 52 of 125
Blacking out in the bath
Finally, I washed them down with a wineglass of water and repacked the rest in the foil. I had barely stashed it away when the trip started to come on. I had never known a trip to kick in so fast or with such violence. I could just about ride the first surges, but then a huge wave smashed into me. It bowled me over, and I blacked out. . . . I came to in the bath. The water was up to my chin. An alarm bell, clear but very small and far away, was ringing. Something about drowning. Irritatingly, I couldn’t remember precisely what drowning consisted of. Something about either going up or going down, but I couldn’t recall which . . . nor on further reflection could I work out which direction was up and which was down. In fact, I seemed to have lost all capacity to distinguish one thing from the next. So I did what seemed the most intelligent (if that’s the word we are looking for) thing to do and just froze.