I'm sitting in the Wilde Roast Cafe in downtown Minneapolis.
I am experiencing a strange sort of detached feeling -- it's not a bad feeling -- it's a calm feeling.
There are sounds going on all around me. None of the sounds are so loud that they destroy the other sounds. I can direct my ears towards the Jazz singer in the background or the couple talking to the left of me. I can hear the group of friends behind me laughing with each other and the sounds from the kitchen. When I look out the window, I see cars floating by.
It almost feels like I'm watching a 3D movie that is happening all around me. Like I'm here, but not impacting what is happening. I don't feel lonely, just seperate.
I entered this detached state, when I realized that in a little while, I will be far from here, in a very different place. It's kinda like this place I am in now is becoming less real -- I think to make room for the next place.
(I know the soonest I could go is October 2005, but it actually doesn't feel far away to me)