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I made it home.

Back to real life? It seems surreal. So far I've managed to unpack a bit, buy groceries. God of sound and light be praised for today's holiday.

Evening classes this semester, with no real excuse not to stay up 'til dawn reading and writing other than a healthy desire not to piss off roommate and destroy my health in the process?

Travel precipitates mania in me. I feel so strange now because the energetic, over-sensitive, seemingly omniscient sense of awareness is dissipating. I'm wiped out, no more magic for now, just grumpy, cotton-headed, caffeine-dependent me.