slow motion

i left the airport in a (teary) haze. it felt like everyone around me was moving twice as fast as me. i took the not-local but not skyliner train home and slept for a solid 40 minutes. i'm exhausted. but more than that, i'm sad because my parents are gone. it was so nice to have them here. sure i had to herd seven adults all across japan, but it was still so nice to spend time with my parents. the weather was beautiful, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom everywhere and everyone took all the photos (and more) that i would have taken. my mom will send cds of everyone's photos once they all get home, i can't wait. i have to get out of this little funk though because i've got a couple loads of laundry and my apartment is (surprise) a mess again. there are the boxes from bringing all my work stuff home and bags of presents i got when i quit and now more bags of souvenirs and other things i bought in nikko, around tokyo, kyoto, hiroshima and miyajima. it smells funny too; all those beautiful bouquets of flowers i got are no longer beautiful and they have got to go out in the trash tomorrow. plus i've got two lectures that i'm going to listen to this weekend and i leave for thailand on monday. i still feel like i'm stuck in slow motion, but life is non stop.