Probably the weirdest thing I’ve experienced since getting back is also one of the things that you would never expect to really notice. Since getting back, I’ve felt like I was a giant, much taller than my very average 5′8″. It seems that everything back home–from chairs to tables to doorknobs–is placed a bit lower than they were in Germany. I find myself almost falling when I sit down from expecting the chair to be higher than it is, grabbing at empty air when I reach for the doorknob, and other funny incidents.

Just one of those random differences that you never think about.

I’m still jetlagged, and woke up at 6AM this morning. Though I can’t say that’s really a bad thing–I’ve always loved being up early, it was just the getting up early thing that was hard. Now I find myself jolting wide awake at 6AM, ready to go. I wonder how long it will last.