Maybe it’s a stress thing, maybe I tried to do to much yesterday, but last night I felt like I left my body for 20 minutes at a time. It felt like I was controlling it via remote. I was a balloon just hovering over the action trying to maintain control. Then I’d be back in and then I’d pop out again.
The feeling of disconnecting came on when the young man (who cheated on my sis and made her cry) came over to try and patch it up with her. She was going to let him in, I didn’t want him in. So she’s trying to open the door to let him in, and I’m trying to squish him out of the door. Half of me was yelling out, “this is so stupid” But I couldn’t stop myself. That whole time I felt like I was viewing this as a third party and I was floating around the room. I was also threatening some really weird out there stuff that we both know would never happen. He left and I got back in my body. I was Ok for a bit.
The kid sis also made a promise to take our nephew to the night market in the U-dist. I’ve never been. So my body decided it wanted to go. I think she was trying to talk me out of it by saying it’s loud and crowded and it’s the last night of winter break for the students so the are all going to get silly. So my body, went to her car without me and got in and buckled up and refused to get out of the car.
It was busy, and crowded and looked like a Turkish Bazar. It was the strangest feeling of not being attached to my body. Near death experiences are described as out of body, but I wasn’t anywhere near death, I was near the parsnips. (I’ve never tried one, so I picked a few up.) My nephew got separated from us for a bit. Usually a missing child will make me panic and go right to kidnappers.
But since I was feeling like a balloon floating away, I was calmly thinking that I could spot him from above. (What ???) what ever it took… I was calm, my sis was getting a little worried and we found him by the Hookah’s. There is a very beautiful, hand blown glass hookah as tall as him that he now wants for his birthday. (Just what every 6 year old boy needs.)
I was VERY freaked out again when my sis shook her head and calmly said, “You know the consequence for running off” The little guy sighed, nodded and held up his arm and my Sis actually pulled out a pair of hand cuffs and hand cuffed our nephew to the belt loops of her skirt. (that really sent me floating up. Talk about flash back. I used to do that to her.) It was an evening full of little jolts that just kept me floating away. I really hope this isn’t going to happen around crowds now. I really don’t like the idea of floating around the ceiling.
It was like being an inverted yoyo… out of body, in the body, out of body, in the body. Yesterday, I took my med, I’ve had a good nights sleep, I ate a healthy meal, only one cup of coffee and two cigarettes…
I have no idea where this floaty out of body feeling is coming from. Less nicotine? Less Caffeine? A new way to avoid stress? (which is stressing me out) Tonight is my first class on campus(ever). I hope I don’t float around classroom.