Time waits for no man

I never know what time it is anymore. It is such a weird concept. The other day I was sitting in the Calagry airport waiting for my connecting flight and this girl asked me what time it was. I had no clue. I knew my next flight had not yet taken off however what time was it actually taking off. Now I was in a different time zone since this morning and I had gotten to use to being in EST and that I was going to PST however what was the actual time. Thankfully she did not think I was insane staring at her blankly and knew just how I felt once I explained my situation. Which was really reassuring. She also had a chihuahua. We were able to share stories and experiences about our precious breed of dog.
Back to the point. I haven't really known what time it was since I first left BC at the end of November. Now to my great surprise it is almost Christmas. It kind of feels like I am bobbing in the water waiting for one current or another to take me somewhere else. Even shopping today I felt like it was all a little surreal. I was in the mall and there were other people however it didn't feel like I was actually part of the experience, just that I was watching it. All weird.
At least now I am no longer homeless, just jobless. I guess this is still all the shock of being in a regular routine forever and then having your life turned upside down. I should mention I love my new place. Finally a real home that does not feel like I am trying to be a grown up however it actually looks like a well layed out and decorated house. So far really like the new city and everything it has to offer too.