It is a commom symptom once one returns from a trip, and for me it is greatly felt after European travel: I don’t want to rejoin reality. The thing I most enjoy about traveling is that utter disconnection from everything that is your regular life: groceries, TV, cooking, bills, emails, work. As I sit at the office wondering exactly how slow can a minute be, I avoid work by checking my emails and catching up on last week’s news for my other work, Highmoon Media. Frankly, I almost feel like ditching everything. Almost. I won’t, of course, and I’m sure by Monday I’ll be back to normal, but then again there is a certain sadness because by Monday I’ll be back to normal. All I want to do now is curl up on my couch and finish my journal from the trip before the memories fade even a little. Maybe on Sunday I’ll have a chance to do that and thus enact the transition back into regular life.