I once had a flatmate who liked to get high on a related substance (I think the active ingredient was chlorpheniramine, maybe with some dextromethorphan).

One one trip, he got lost in the toilet. There was a swarm of black insects the size of rats circling round the ceiling light and he was so hallucinated he couldn't find the door to get out, the whole room was a uniform swirly fuzzy electric green.

I guess if your quotidian reality is that you live in Texas, this might feel like fun in comparison.