Disconnected
Its the weirdest feeling. I spend months living in controlled chaos, and then within a second it ends. Here I sit, in the middle of yuppie suburbia, so totally disconnected from my life...or I guess what my life used to be.
For a moment I think about emailing someone to do lunch, or trying to solve a problem that has come across my work email, and then I realize that I am 8 hours away and cant do a dang thing.
Taking a few days off to get settled and catch up on sleep was a really bad idea. I have made work the center of my life for so long that I am lost without it. No classes, no hobbies, no one here that I know and no clue what to do with myself.
I am going to have to do something...the internship is only 40 hours a week.
The good news is, I start Monday.