No, but yes?
Small town (county) fun: seen today at the local probate office. If you understand what it’s trying to say, please do tell.
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I returned to the USA Sunday afternoon. (I think. I lost track of days somewhere along the way.) I spent an overnight in LA, and got home-home-for-real around 3am Tuesday. I then proceeded to sleep from 8am-7pm Tuesday, because I’m really brilliant and that was incredibly conducive to getting over sleep deprivation.
I am currently bummed because all (ALL) my photos are on a friend’s computer, and it’ll be at least a week before I can get to them. Apart from that I am doing well with reentry… but I think a lot of that is because I haven’t actually participated in the world yet. I spent most of my awake hours yesterday (this morning? Today?) catching up on emails, blogs, comics, and news (in that order). Sweet, sweet, unlimited intarweb. In a few hours I’ll actually head to town, run various errands, and generally see if the world of here is still there.
It is very strange to wake up, go outside, and have no light & noise pollution assault me (minus effect of on-again-off-again yard light and currently-nearly-deserted highway). If I were you, my response to that would be “oh, ha ha, yeah no doubt!” — but think about it for a second. I haven’t legitimately seen stars since May. This. Is. Exceedingly. Strange.
It is also very strange to be freezing in my own house. I had forgotten just how cold A/C dependents keep their habitats. Yay warm-bodied kitties and unlimited blankets.
Taking a shower - in my shower - was blissfully strange. Hot water and clean clothes and soap, oh my.
And finally… it is strange to have silence and solitude. And that in particular is a very, very welcome “strange”.
