I'm at my old family home, crossing the driveway, outside.

I have this weird sensation of what it is like to be "alive" in this life, while simultaneously understanding that this 'sensation' is part of a much broader spectrum, of which I have been/am/will be a part.

I feel a sense of gratitude at my circumstances, at the general band of 'sensation' which I am privy to, while also wondering of the others.

Other things occur, but the details are fuzzy.