Familiarity, where are you?

As i sit here, in the silence of my empty dorm room admitting i'm at a loss doesn't even begin to cover it.
I would love to sit and list the things that aren't going right, have caught me off guard, have changed, or are exactly as bad as i expected. But what would that help? I could empty all of that onto someone in a long drawn out conversation full of tears and laughter and screaming i'm sure. But what would that help? Or i could lay here in my bed, under the covers and try to convince myself if i can just go to sleep for a little while it will all go away.
It's not working.
Still not working.
Dangit.
I don't know what to do or where to go from here. Things are not the same any more. With anyone. Or anything.
Familiarity is lost. Normalcy long gone.
So i lay here. I lay here and hide. Hide from all that is flying around in disarray outside of my covers. I lay here and hide because i just don't know else to do....