I just had one of those lucid moments of awareness, or maybe I became aware of a moment of lucidity. I suddenly became aware of my life, and all the things in it, and how remarkable it all is. I know it sounds absurd when I put it that way. I was standing in my workplace bathroom, of all places, and just for a moment my brain expanded, and then it was gone, and I began to reflect on it. I even wrote this blog post in my head right there, I knew I had to post it because of the Escher-like recursion it creates.
I bet that's what enlightenment feels like, only bigger, but just as fleeting.