strange.

This morning I woke up at 9, got ready for the day.
Went to Chapters. Saw Polly Peterson, Robin Baker, Dave Johnstone, Mark Pothoff. Got a vanilla steamer and a bagel with cream cheese.
No surprises.

It's like I never left. How can it possibly be that way? Why is life so normal?

And yet...I went. There are pictures. There are memories. There is a journal full of events.

Now I'm in an airport again. Ready to leave for another country. Canada, here I come. And processing must happen.