I feel disembodied...

I’m jet-lagged (it’s really hard for me to sleep on planes, even when there’s plenty of room; someday I’ll get to test that in first class). I’m being fussed over by my aunt and uncle, which isn’t something I’m used to. I have no place to go home to that isn’t the couch of a friend or family member. I’m debating with myself whether to leave the clock on my laptop set to Eastern Time.

I feel like a ghost...