They took me somewhere strangely familiar. My eyes caught hold on something. I didn't like what I saw. Eyeballs glanced through furiously at images and words. I didn't like what I feel. Within seconds, I felt hot under the collar. Like some steam engine was tucked under my shirt. I had to head to the ladies to cool off. "Breathe Gie. Breathe in breathe out. Breathe Gie!" For a moment I thought I was experiencing a bad case of asphyxia. Prancing up and down, I tried to make sense to whatever that happened and was happening. Perhaps this is God's idea of shaking me up hard. To wake me up from my hopelessly-naive optimism that things would become better. Yeah, it has certainly gotten better now that reality finally dawned on me.