Time, See What’s Become of Me

I’m really glad I have the computer here with me, as it’s been a real boon in terms of doing what I’m out here to do.  But it’s also weird the way that it’s made me homesick.

I really like L.A. and I have a lot to do and so I’m not yet homesick for Nashville as a place.  But it hurts me to be two hours behind Nashville as an intellectual space.  I feel like I’m trapped in the past.  Like right now, it’s 9:18 in the morning Nashville time.  The folks at WKRN are getting settled in at their desks.  Folks at my office are already an hour into their day.  The Butcher only has three hours left in his shift.

And the sun isn’t even up here.

I feel like I’m sending you this message from a time you’ve already been through. 

I find that disconcerting.

2 thoughts on “Time, See What’s Become of Me

  1. I was thinking of that the other day when I was (briefly) in MST and my family was still in EST. With the ability to communicate so readily in text, pics, and voice, distance doesn’t seem so much of an issue. (I’m in daily contact with Raytheon staffers stationed in Antarctica, for example; they are firmly planted on the ice, but not isolated as they were twenty years ago.) Time, however…

  2. I also know the feeling well. I used to work in exports, and about half my customers were in Australia, and it never ceased to discombobulate me that they had to wake up early tomorrow morning in order to call us this afternoon.

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