the brother got in on wednesday night, flight delayed a mere four hours, so all that's left is the adjusting. there's nothing like colliding umvelts to jolt you out of routine; i really feel that all that's old is new, that perceptions stale and dormant now seem fresh and alive once more. what we tell our patients is true, that thinking about something and doing it are very often not the same experience, and no amount of anticipation of this change is quite going to match the reality of it playing out.