The assignments for Ms. Schmecktgut's class are driving me out of my mind.

Was I ever me? All my little thoughts are more and more like a tiny squeaky voice in a big big field. I wish I'd shut up. But at least it's getting more distant and easy to ignore.

Like today. We all sat in the big field under the blue sky and raised our minds like balloons. You just have to trust it, because when you let go of your busy thoughts and words and let your consciousness get absorbed by the Ethersphere, it can be a little scary. But it's also such a relief to let it go.

There is so much energy everywhere, it seems crazy how I was blocking it all out before. But now, high above the school, everything looks so miniature below. Instead: big sun, nice clouds. Way more than "enough."