Jet Lag

Jet lag is yet another reminder that we ain't in Kansas anymore, Totto!  Actually, in my case, my ruby slippers are no longer hanging out in Oklahoma!  They lay next to my bed in Vienna ... where I can not sleep ... am sweating away my days in 98 degree temps with no AC ... What's Apping my girl back in Edmond, OK ... sipping perfect coffee ... and walking to the grocery store ... again.

This parallel life of being an expat is rather extraordinary.  The ability to jump back and forth into cultures is nothing short of a miracle.  Feeling at home in two countries is a privilege.

Yet ... there is an uniquely "strange" feeling of not being "home" in either place.  When I'm there I miss here ... and when I'm here I miss there.

Waiting for Normal,
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