I have travelled quite a lot this year. Quite literally around the world, and more. Also, I've lived in three countries this year. All of this has resulted in my subconscious being quite unsure of where I am.
At various times this past week I have felt, just for a moment, I was back in Finland, or in Wellington, or New York, or Los Angeles. Most of the time I feel like I'm in Edinburgh, of course. It's just that in those brief moments I am quite convinced I'm somewhere else.
For example, Soile brought home some flowers the other day. For a second I was happy that spring had arrived, because we were in Wellington.
I wonder if there's a name for this?
(I should not ask such questions in public. "Insanity" is going to be the most common suggestion.)