There's a certain sense of the surreal at the moment.
I feel like I'm in a bubble. In a very literal sense. This whole university life I'm living doesn't feel real. It feels like I'm going through the motions of a previous life. New people I meet seem so familiar to me like we've previously met, when I know full well that can't be so. I ring my mum and she's so upset at the moment because she feels like she's losing everything...the dog...me....anna... But I can't feel any sympathy because I can't feel it. I'm loving my life where I am right now. No regrets and most strange is no home sickness.
I feel guilty more than anything that I dont feel homesick. Also guilty that when my mum is missing me so much all I can say on the phone is 'there there you'll be seeing me more than it seems' etc etc.
The best way I can describe the bubble feeling is The Truman Show. Watch it and that's what it is.