I’m stepping off the conveyer belt.

But is this just my version of a mid-life crisis? And if so, what’s socially acceptable and what should I maybe not do?

I wrote a piece a while back about a rather strange auditory hallucination experience I had that made me think I was going mad.

In an attempt to calm myself and recover, I went into a shamanic meditation and after much looking around (in my mind), I had a vision of a conveyor belt.

I was on it, initially, and then imagined it shrinking and disappearing in…