I peer up at the moonlit rocks and feel the wise presence of a multitude of beings, as if I have suddenly appeared on the dinner table of Gods.  They paused for a moment to look at the oddity, fork stopped half way to mouth, glass partially raised; they look at me curiously, unhurriedly, and wisely.  When I wave a friendly hello, they smile and go back to eating and talking. 
Whoosh! My energies from around the universe slam back into this present/here now/place filling me in one moment with all …

 
Well 1st probably traffic…
But after that, it’s gotta be the fact that they are so freckin beautiful I can’t stand to look at the ground in front of me for more than a moment causing everything to become a tripping hazard.