Aug 26, 2005 06:17
I actually slept for most of the nine-hour flight from Tokyo yesterday. I made it here, and took a one-hour nap on the touch. That was at 3pm. It's now 6am and I just woke up. Five or six hours of sleep on the airplane, plus 16 hours more. I feel like I could keep sleeping if I wanted to. That's how bloody sleep-deprived I am after this month.
I feel great, except for a painfully empty stomach (thank goodness for Arinell's yesterday--when I was most lost, and confused, and frustrated, I stopped in for a couple of slices and to clear my head). I'm not sure what time Noah's opens, but I figure it must be soon. I think I'll walk up there, have some bagels and coffee. 6am is a good time to wake up, to start my new schedule here in California. Then I have lots to do today. I have nothing here but dirty laundry, my stuff is still all stored with two friends. I have to buy a new cell phone. I have to finish my speech for this afternoon's scholarship reception. I have to start getting ready for class and all.
Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be here, it's just such a harsh contrast from the past few months, it's really hitting me. I miss Japan so badly it feels unbearable--for now. I miss New York too, and Europe as well, for that matter. Just give me a few days.