displaced

4:53 a.m. on a saturday, no sunday, no, saturday in an airport in connecticut catching a flight that doesn't leave for another hour.  i didn't sleep at all, except for about 12 minutes of the cab ride here in which i considered the fact that the driver might run up the tab or cut me up into little pieces, but was too lulled to care.  i've been away from home for a solid week, no- a week and one day- no, just under a week- and i feel so disoriented.  anxiety building to a heartpounding degree over the last few days.  i could list the reasons why.  there are no reasons why.

i feel displaced.

i just had some really great times and connections with family and friends from michigan and college.

but that is all past and in the meantime (in seven short days) i feel like i need to be reintroduced to my current life all over again.

i was just starting to feel so good.

a few steps back.

heartpoundingijustwanttobehomealready home home home home home home home home home home.