I think it's close to a month since I've been here. As nice as having everything given to us like this, a place to stay with heat and electricity and furniture and all, there's still something that's unnerving. I was in a large battlefield, complete with the U.S. Army and spaceships with lasers attempting to kill everything in sight, and within a few seconds I'm here.
Don't get me wrong.. thank you, to whom it may concern for everything, and this has little to do with you and more to do with... my head, I guess. Somehow, all the peace and quiet (trust me, even with the protestors, this is still considered peace and quiet compared to what I experienced) is somewhat unnerving. Half of the time I feel like I'm just going to realize I'm actually in a coma or something and this is all an elaborate dream. Or worse, that someone is purposely tampering with my brain right now and putting imagines in my head.
And I don't know why I'm writing this here but hey, if this really isn't real, it doesn't matter, right? Maybe I'm just not able to adapt that quickly or something. So maybe it's just me. In any case, I just had a mini-ramble that I will probably feel embarrassed about tomorrow, so I think I might just go morph into a bird and take a cruise in the midnight air now.