Hi PM. aunty here. I like what Bets and Spooky say. just a few more reflections.
you wanna know something? I lose my car in parking lots all the time. I think about that feeling that I'm losing time in the search and it's like I try to use my head for a radar screen, trying to retrace which entrance I came in, then remembering which row I drove down first..
so it's like I have to stop my walking, stop my thinking, stop my anxious feeling for a second, and then I remember. just thinking maybe it's that frame of mind you're in right now, where everything stops, so u can remember. (it would help to put a cork ball on the antennae!)
U were in jail for something trivial. perhaps feeling victimized by the system of justice that fails.
then free at last, given supplies, a greeting from family, u r not alone. they are there.
new life to begin. you're free, but theres no means to really roll forward.
you have a key, this is good (almost!) so the key proves you have a means to roll. perhaps it means moving along in life after that confinement experience.
nonetheless, you get home somehow. thats ok, but you won't enjoy being at home without finding what you already own. you know you have to get what is yours, what you had before the confinement. perhaps it stands for some drive, some ambition you had, and you're missing that, but the key is in your hand, so thats the positive thing, as the symbol of a key is very good.
I think I'd relax into that spacey feeling, that I get in reality when I lose my car. Only by relaxing can I zero in on it.