It’s happening again. Occasionally, I experience a feeling that overwhelms me. Everything seems too surreal. It often occurs at dinnertime when the french is spoken fast, and the speakers run through topics as if they were channel surfing. As my mind races to keep up, I suddenly become exceedingly aware of where I am, on various scales. It would be fair to add that the wine may in fact accelerate the speed at which my head is spinning. It’s a blur, interrupted by a reality check.