We moved into our apartment three-and-a-half weeks ago. Somehow it feels like we've lived here forever. I don't remember what it's like to walk down the street to my own front door; I've officially gotten accustomed to lobbies and elevators and balconies overlooking the city.
It happened quietly and without warning, perhaps because I was distracted by my new job. I tore off a major Bandaid, changing everything in one fell swoop. And somehow it became June 9 today! I was in a meeting discussing June 18 as if it was weeks away and a colleague was like "Dude! Today's June 9!" Shocking!
We've settled-in, despite the time warp.