Tonight I had a bit of a episode.

I had to buy a book in downtown Cairo, so I took a car directly there, bought the book, and hailed a cab back. The cab driver turned out to be a newbie to Cairo and had no clue where he was going. We drove around for ages until I finally found a familiar spot and got out. I walked towards home and finally found the street.

But for some reason, everything was different. There was a huge building that I never saw before. The street was longer than it should have been. The sprawling cafe sprawled more than usual. I was terrified. If I wasn't home (like my Google maps was telling me), then where was I? I stopped a guy and asked for directions, but mainly he was unhelpful (but impressed by my Arabic, go figure). I walked toward a familiar landmark and confirmed that I was indeed on the right street. But I was still terrified by how distorted everything around me was. Plus there were lots of dogs and I was worried one bit me but I didn't notice. I finally found my building and got home.

Does this sound like psychosis? I mean the distortions and feeling totally outside of myself. I'm really scared that I'll go crazy again.