Sometime a little after 5am this morning, while you were sleeping, I was in a van on I-95 near the city.

The door isn't attached that well. I was leaning on it and wondering what exactly would happen if I fell out and my body hit the pavement.

My eyes were closed, and we passed by a bunch of those orange street lights. They blasted my eyes with light through my shut eyelids.

For a split second I thought I had died and the light was my soul shooting out of my body.