When I busted my tsherry

The first time I took booms was a few years back.  The who's, where's and when's aren't really important.  I took a little over an eight to myself.  I don't remember much of what was going on through my head.  But the most mind-opening experience happened.  Every memory I could recall, I could see it and experience it from everyone's perspective in that memory, but I couldn't figure out who's perspective was my own.  Example of memory; 3 people sitting around a table, one cracks a mean but really funny joke on the other.  I saw it from the Joker's mind, the victims eyes, and the observers perspective.  It got to the point where I was laying behind a couch probing my face with my fingers trying to remember what exactly I looked like.  And that's when the idea of how we're not our looks smashed me in the face.  Scary at the time, but a great experience to have had.