You think you can escape. But you can’t. It’s inside of you. You can’t let go of it. It grabs you. And stays with you, inside your memory. You might get through it at some point, but that doesn’t mean it will end or simply fade away… It will persist deep inside, somewhere hidden. But it can’t be whipped out as if it had never happened. No way. It’s now part of you. And the memory of it in its own will cause goosebumps all over you.

That’s how intense a moment can be.