July 3 07, Transit Flat- Capitol city -(just after visiting home for 2 weeks)
I feel like I just drove here, or something.
Okay, maybe flew, but that somehow this place, these people, isn’t so unfamiliar that it feels like a whole other world.
Everything feels actually more familiar to me than home did.
Not that I wasn’t comfortable at home. I was. I really was!
But somehow, I feel like I just got back from a trip, and I am home.
Yeah. Weird.
I actually am not sure that I really like that feeling. How is it, I feel more comfortable here. More comfortable in the heat, the people staring, the welcoming faces of others, the different language, different clothes, different modes of transportation.
I can’t explain it.
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