Ask me a question I've never been asked before.
When I was in grade three I jumped on two ketchup packets in the schoolyard. They, unsurprisingly (in retrospect), burst all over my shoes. I was afraid my parents would see the mess so I hid my shoes from them.
Every so often I experience what I call mental euphorgasms. It tends to happen when that which I'm taking in is so vast and awesome (before the word 'awesome' became everyone's descriptor for virtually everything good), like, for example, sitting on my surfboard beyond the break, watching the sun set (I should mention that I'm a terrible surfer), or staring at a clear starlit sky while attempting to comprehend the vastness of the universe, or watching an incredibly talented person performing.