Updated: Apr 28
it has been nearly a week since my return to the US.
within that, many particular feelings have been understood. and several bizarre events along the way.
welcomed at LAX by a slight detention / interrogation by homeland security as well as the added benefit to be selected for the additional pat-down thorough luggage check.
what struck me most about the return is a sense that I can not fully describe just, yet, but, almost, like an emptiness.
in the air. in people. in things.
not a negative thing or a positive.
just an emptiness.
my first few days I was shocked to discover that hearing my own in language in such bulk quantities was confusing.
after nearly 5 years living in turkey, I now feel like a foreigner in my "own land".
As we go on about our lives, I suppose we as humans have a tendency to not see what or who truly matter until it is at the final moments.
perhaps this is a good thing.
perhaps its a matter of remaining conscious about it all.