Dude, I hadn't gone to the beach in a couple years and it was my first time in Florida. Just sitting there in the white sand with a storm approaching and the super crisp The-Cell-like visuals was mad, then that crazy psychedelic beach bar, then the taxi ride where all we could see was glowing, distorted neon signs through the rain-soaked car windows, then watching Requiem of a Dream, then you dancing by yourself and going through the same 5-second loop several hundred times, then having these super clear thoughts about the nature of matter, consciousness and energy?
Well, lol.