Life Is A Slow Harold

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That bank ad with the burger is my last picture from my trip.

Since I’ve returned home, I haven’t been able to think straight or focus on what I’m doing. I first noticed it when I was driving, it took a supreme effort to pay attention to the road. Writing has been a struggle, too, I can’t pay attention to making things make sense. At first I thought it was from the lack of real responsibilities on the road, but that’s not true, I had to be even more alert in India than home. That was the thinking of this confused mind. My friends hypothesize that after 5 months of constant stimulation, new things almost every minute, my brain is in shock from suddenly being back in the comfortable world I know. Even when I was in New York, I was spacing out constantly. My brain was somehow even bored of New York.

Unless, maybe this is some tropical brain eating virus.

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