I was locked in place and became infinity and was tortured for like 10,000 years as I saw the last moments before singularity, with rippling interference as the singularity grew and reality shrunk in chunks and waves. Everything stretched thin before me as I saw the undoing of all, and then suddenly I was in my bed with my cat, sticky with dried, melted ice cream cuddled into my arm.
Also I dropped the ice cream and the cat ate it 
Wow. My ego death was much more enjoyable. I woke up like Ebenezer Scrooge after the final Spirit’s visit. Had to keep myself from rushing out of my apartment because I was wanting to tell everyone that everything in this moment was perfect.