*click*

"Did you hang up?"
"No. I just said click." - from Student Bodies

Every once in awhile, particularly when I'm out of my day to day routine, I start to feel a little disconnected...

From myself, my life, the people in my life.

It's not that I'm depressed or unhappy or discontented. I just feel...disconnected. Unable to emote. I just don't feel much of anything at all. Especially in the practical matters of libido.

The last couple of weeks then - since returning from Montreal - I've felt this way. I blame it on the fact that I've been out of town, out of my exercise routine, eating poorly, not adhering to a particular bedtime or work schedule, barely blogging.

The long weekend didn't seem to help jump me back into the swing of things either.

At least...not until last night.

Last night, due to an unforeseen encounter, I was jolted back into myself and was then bombarded by a range of emotions. Not uncontrollable...just...hmmm...things I hadn't felt in awhile.

Not exactly bad. Perhaps mildly inappropriate but not exactly bad.

Today I've been much more productive doing normal day to day things - grocery shopping, cleaning, cooking.

I'm glad to be back. And I'm glad to have my routine start again tomorrow.

And yet...I also still feel a little haunted.



I'll likely forget all about it by morning.