Thursday, July 31, 2008

Back to Reality

After being in Cambodia and Thailand for 3 weeks, I'm back to the States. I came back home to a room full of boxes and suitcases and, lo and behold, my beautiful bed. The moving process undid everything in my room, except my bed. I left it untouched and undisturbed, so that when I came back from an incredible journey across the world, I would have a little sanctuary of what life was like before Cambodia. I couldn't wait to hide under the covers and snuggle my head into my pillow and disappear for a few hours. My sore bones and muscles relaxed after 48 hours of travel. I slept hard, not dreaming on the trip I just had, and not dreaming of the move I'm about to have, but I dreamt of my bed. I drifted into a blissful awareness of nothing but the comfortable mattress, blankets and pillows. And then I woke up in the middle of the night, ready to start my day. It's going to be interesting in Eastern Standard Time.
I've got so many memories from my trip, but I'm not exactly ready to share them. I've been hounded with emotions of harsh realities that I didn't see as fact before. My opinions have changed on issues that I didn't know existed before. My heart has been broken and healed so many times. I've fallen in love and to speak so quickly and candidly of that love would seem to make it trite and temporary. I need to settle and daydream about my love before I tell you about it. But, all I can say is that my life is changed forever. I've got little reality from before that is staying with me. My reality has shifted and it will continue to shift until I recognize little from who I was.
I may be exaggerating a tad, but it's too poetic not to think about.