Back in the US.
Back to my old room, my old friends, my old life.
So much has changed! And yet it all looks so much the same.
Jet lag was rough.
Now I'm getting into the "soul-lag".
Old life, old patterns resurface and bob around, but find that they are swat down by reflexes quicker than conscious thought.
It's rather amusing to watch, because it's all new.
At the same time, I am stalled...
Don't want to get back on track.
I liked the track I was on- I never knew what was going to come up in the next town.
Now it's a new track.
Get used to it Akemi.