Diving into the Eternal Now with no plan to come up for air

While taking a week off from everything that normally holds my attention to purposefully reinvent myself, I seem to be increasingly detaching from my own personal history, the very narrative I use to distinguish myself from the rest.  The events and relationships that I have enjoyed even recently seem increasingly blurred and distant.  I have not forgotten them, certainly; I've simply stopped thinking about them, for they have no meaning or relevance in the life I am experiencing right now.  What is occurring is that I am again remembering how to live in the present moment.  It has been awhile since I looked at the world this way. Time seems completely outside of my experience.  I can stretch or diminish it at will; it is something to be used only in the moment, and I find myself in no hurry to see where it will lead.