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In SeaTac airport sitcoms are broadcast over a loudspeaker. Without visual cues the jokes are not even unfunny, they're just not. Given this absences the laugh track sounds a little menacing; they're laughing at something we can't know about. In the bar off to the side a group of people are watching a game. Their cheers are out of synch with the laugh track above my head and the whole situation is just a little off.

So here I am in Florida, and I want to go home. It's not that things are very bad so far--in fact, they've been pretty ok. But I feel very far away from my life and I want it back. Also, it feels surreally that I've regressed back a few years, that I'm still 16, and that's not an age I ever really wanted to feel again.