i had that feeling once, but i don't remember exactly when, and how, and what about. i think maybe it had something to do with spices. i like spices. they make everything taste good.
it was on the road that lead to nowhere.. where we rambled words that seemed to amuse us at the time. it wasn't the people, it was the moment. caught in a place where nothing else had to exist. and we saw the sun burning it's place into the sky.. jerking us back into this life where strangers suffer the sickness of amnesia and deja vu's. saying things like 'hey, i knew you in this other world, where time didn't exist.' and we'd smile and nod our heads. and turn away..