Where Am I?

After leaving Galveston, and pouring my waters into the sea, I was on my way north to be with my children.

I had promised my youngest I would be there by Tuesday the 24th, and I would have to keep driving if I wanted to be there before midnight.

The energy shifted a great deal as I headed away from the water. Back into Texas – a state that goes on and on and on. My kids kept calling and were amazed, “You’re still in Texas?” and I began to wonder myself if I would ever get out.

As I passed through the beautiful rolling hills of northeastern Texas and into Arkansas, I was mesmerized, or half asleep for a moment. As I came to my senses I could not remember where I was, where I was going to or where I had just been.

It was a momentary complete loss of knowing where I was. I have experienced this strange memory loss upon waking in different places. For a moment as I would open my eyes, sometimes I would have to really think where I was, who I was staying with, what town and what day was this?

Now here I was driving in the middle of the day and the scenery could have been many places I had been, and I could not remember if I had been here before.

It all came back quickly. But it is in those moments that I wonder how much is really happening right now anyway? How here am I?