I just changed the clock on my computer so that it automatically adjusts times zones... I've never done this before. I think that there is a part of me that likes to believe that if I don't change the clocks a part of myself can exist simultaneously between the two worlds, my feet in one place, my heart in another, or something like that.
I realize that having a constant reminder of where you aren't only makes your heart hurt a little bit each time you notice the clock or look down at your watch (or what have you). A sharp pang rings in your chest, reminding you just how far away you (physically) are, creating little scars which need time and attention and healing, which removes you from the present and tries to place you in the past (or rather location).
We are not meant to live with our bodies in one place and our hearts in another. Today I cried as I boarded an airplane... I was one of those people, but do you know what, it is only natural to cry when your body and your heart are separated. However, I do realize that life is a beautiful thing, it moves much quicker than we can even imagine and (as a general rule) we learn to adapt, to change, and to find resilience through it all. After all, mankind has survived far worse (look to Nepal and the current state of things).
Heres to being strong, heres to being brave, heres to being the Tin Man (get it?).
xx
