June 8, 2004
These walls have been here forever. The face in the mirror staring back is exactly as I remember. Things seem so familiar and the motion are all so easy but yet, now… nothing feels real. This life I put on pause has just been played again. Another case of the vacation syndrome. The intense world of sensory overload and extremes sanitations was the world that I was immersed in without any thought of the life behind. But now it seems reversed and the old life has been put back in gear the world which I so enjoyed so much is quickly fading.
So typical. This happens every time I leave…and I have to ask myself why I put myself through this torment.
On moment of intense flashback… sitting watching the sunset at Café Del Mar…
