Long Time?

I've been sitting on my bed, staring at the screen, trying to weigh some things and understand some others. At this junction, I'm thinking about newness. The idea that in the chaos of the world a new understanding or feeling can be recognized and felt. And I think I'm there.
As it is, I'm far more at peace with several things. At first I thought I was simply confused, or losing the grip of knowing who I am. Instead, it would appear as thought this is not the case, but that I'm the same person in a different, more detached state. I see the world around me, but it's far away, not affecting me in the same way it once did. The problems of others no longer feel like they're mine to burden, carry or solve. I'm awake, standing in a empty field. And it's not that I'm ignoring the people around me or don't care about them, but that I'm attempting to dive into myself. To spend the time that I have to formulate, write and edit the contents of that glob of grey in my head. To walk down Clarke Street without my bag, wallet, keys or phone. With a giant nine-pointed star on my shirt or a message about love and Baha'u'llah and His message. With a smile, knowing that it shouldn't matter if I'm in constant connection with everyone, if I have AIM on at all times in case someone needs to speak with me, or if I leave my phone at home.
It's all very positive. Since I bought this laptop, I'm disconnected from people and reconnected to knowledge and reading and understanding and media. I'm reading books and articles, watching televisions shows that I enjoy and movies that I've missed. None of this seems like it's of any consequence to anyone, but it's the things that I really want to do. To sit, absorb and forget that the windows in Maryam's apartment in Haifa were blown out or that I have no job or that Jon is confused as to where he needs to be. I'm comforted by the fact that everything is within God's plan and nothing can stop Him from completing it. Wars, drought, gas prices, unemployment are simply signs that something has to change. Things must get worse before they get better, and it's best to recognize and accept these things than struggle and fight over them.
Though I realize that I've mumbled and meandered here I feel like I've gotten a lot down. Perhaps not on this page/blog entry but in my head. That's all that matters, after all. If we're able to understand ourselves, get to the very core of our beings and find peace with ourselves happiness can be attained.
All right, I'm going to go write in the gardens at the House of Worship before I interview some people. BYE!