Comments on: Familiar unfamiliar http://www.ewav.com/2005/12/22/familiar-unfamiliar/ We put the naked pontificating in clog dancing. Thu, 04 Dec 2008 07:40:18 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6 By: Scott Christensen http://www.ewav.com/2005/12/22/familiar-unfamiliar/#comment-156 Scott Christensen Thu, 29 Dec 2005 03:30:11 +0000 http://www.ewav.com/ncd/?p=156#comment-156 "time-displacement-like feeling" is a great description for the feeling. Like being in a movie and suddenly shifted back and forward quickly. I hadn't thought about it in the context of being in old stomping grounds but that's exactly what I felt the last time I was in NYC wandering around the Village. Everything felt so damn odd but I couldn't quite figure out what was going on. So thanks Carla for clearing that up for me. “time-displacement-like feeling” is a great description for the feeling. Like being in a movie and suddenly shifted back and forward quickly.

I hadn’t thought about it in the context of being in old stomping grounds but that’s exactly what I felt the last time I was in NYC wandering around the Village. Everything felt so damn odd but I couldn’t quite figure out what was going on.

So thanks Carla for clearing that up for me.

]]> By: Carla http://www.ewav.com/2005/12/22/familiar-unfamiliar/#comment-155 Carla Wed, 28 Dec 2005 18:10:06 +0000 http://www.ewav.com/ncd/?p=156#comment-155 That "unfamiliar" texture layed over the formerly intimately familiar is definitely palpable in certain re-visited places in life. I think related to but different from nostalgia or sentiment, it is that gut-recognition that something once some part of your identity is now not associated with you at all.... It sets off some odd, time-displacement-like feeling... I've had it wash over me at different degrees, mostly when I visit NY .... sleeping in my old room at my mom's house (which was utterly my space for years), traipsing through old stomping grounds, now someone elses... but of course former relationships carry such a more personal mark of both association and dis-association... so the new-context as it does/does not relate to you can be really strong... especially when you're past the acceptance of disengagment from that life, but have not yet moved on to a new path you can identify by yet. That “unfamiliar” texture layed over the formerly intimately familiar is definitely palpable in certain re-visited places in life. I think related to but different from nostalgia or sentiment, it is that gut-recognition that something once some part of your identity is now not associated with you at all…. It sets off some odd, time-displacement-like feeling… I’ve had it wash over me at different degrees, mostly when I visit NY …. sleeping in my old room at my mom’s house (which was utterly my space for years), traipsing through old stomping grounds, now someone elses… but of course former relationships carry such a more personal mark of both association and dis-association… so the new-context as it does/does not relate to you can be really strong… especially when you’re past the acceptance of disengagment from that life, but have not yet moved on to a new path you can identify by yet.

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