… sometimes when you’ve been away for a while things just don’t seem to fit for a few days.
You get that feeling that some tiny core element within you has been changed forever and your home environment is tragically unaware of it. You wander through the day with an air of displacement and surreal loss – going through the motions yet knowing that something essential is missing or an element is out of place (a little like Daddy P at a writing convention or a humour award ceremony…)
Of course this feeling soon dissloves and daily life slowly regains its vibrancy and depth enhanced eventually by the memories of an amazing journey …
It won’t stop me missing Tango for the next few weeks (did I mention that I’m going to Canadialand?) but it will make the time flow a little easier.
I didn’t surf today (maybe tomorrow).