A scene badly written in which I must play
The familiar seems unreal, the past week a dream, and I’m not sure where I stand anymore.
Although I’ve only been gone a week, I have to reforge all my old bonds and paths… let me know if you have a compass I can borrow.
The things I’d understood have become my deepest mysteries, and those I’d been seeking have faded into background truths.
three days in Davis, then off to DC on 9/28. I’ll be back in town on 10/3 – let me know if you’ve any advice.