Shock and Awe
As I was walking home from the city centre this evening, a crazy idea dawned on me. I looked around me with fresh eyes and a new mind. Then, in a moment’s clarity, I realized that I was not in Amman any longer. My body responded: I couldn’t breathe.
Dizzying clarity. How had I numbed my senses so much for the past four months? What mechanism of denial or adaptation or out-of-body-ness is at work here? Can one be fully functional when one does not quite register what exactly is going on and where and when until some time later?
I know. I will call it a lag of awareness. I have it.
