northeast corridor

I am sitting in my yellow childhood bedroom--Laurel and I drove in Friday night at 9 pm and I could not fall asleep until 4 that morning. My mind was buzzing with being in this place that was so familiar that I had been so long away from. I sat up and read my high school yearbook and when I did fall asleep I dreamt about people I have not seen in years, who are now just around the corner from me, reachable. It felt like everything that has happened in the past seven years was happening at once.