I wake up and I shift around under the covers, trying to feel safe. I do not know where I am or how I got here. I open my eyes very carefully and without moving my head gather the information available to me: a white wall, ivory sheets, a blue blanket. A window ajar, blinds shut but light still pushes through. I hear cars on the street, and the floor creaking in the hallway. My name is Kristin, and I am twenty-five years old. This is my bedroom, where I am currently living. It is in Pennsylvania, in the United States. I have been living on Earth, I was born here, it is my home. As I become aware of each fact I slowly enter my body again and become solid, grounded to this mattress. Once I have established the basics, my name, age, and location, more details become available to me. What I did last night, my hunger, sometimes my dreams. Very cautiously I allow my mind to wander forward, to the things that must be done today. All the while I feel heavier and heavier. I have sunk completely into myself.