Time warp. That's where I'm at right now.
And this happens to me---which I believe is true of you too once in a while---every time I leave my comfort zone.
7am, having breakfast in Manila a few days back. Today, that's supper time in this part of the United States.
Occasional coffee with my co-teachers and friends. Nil nowadays.
Bible study and prayer meeting every Friday evening. On hold for now.
So you see, this continuum crisis hounds me as I await this travel's piece de resistance: the birth of Natalie Grace, my son and daughter-in-law's