culture shock

we landed in america and "coming home" has been the strangest time yet. in the last 36 hours i, operating on 3.5 hours of sleep our first night home due to jet lag, have accidentally tried to speak chinese to every salesperson/cashier, gotten completely overwhelmed standing in both the salad dressing aisle and the potato chip isle, and felt like i was going to pop after eating chick-fil-a and mexican food. this has by far been the most overwhelmed i have been coming back to the states. im not sure if it's bc this last stretch being in asia hasn't been new so i am not constantly remembering how everything is different than america or if bc asia is just really home now. whatever the reason, being in america is somewhat/completely overwhelming. just being on american soil has been lovely, however. so far i have had a 2 hour pre-dawn conversation with kat, stopped in charlotte to hang out with great friends, and surprised jarred's parents by showing up to the beach a day before they thought we even landed in the states. we are at the beach with wedding festivities about to begin!