. . .that it feels comfortable and familiar right away, and you feel like you never really left, and all the time intervening since your last visit becomes just sort of a blur, and you start to wonder about the nature of consciousness and memory and think that maybe all that elapsed time is just a memory and didn’t really happen?
I had that feeling when I first returned home from college for winter break. Over the years my visits home have gotten less frequent and it’s starting to feel less familiar. But that first time returning was definitely a trip.