Thursday, September 9

Back home.

Somewhere in Arizona.

It's always good to get back home, but at the same time, I miss being on the road.

I love staring out the car window, mesmerized by the landscapes and the changes that come with each new highway.

We had a wonderful trip and I had one of my best birthdays ever. It was all really mellow. Really, really mellow.

And then, arriving back home, it abruptly stopped being vacation. Not because of any one thing, but it was a very clear-cut vacation is over kind of feeling. Sometimes we get home and sort of drift back into reality, but not this time. One minute it was vacation, the next it was not.

Not a bad thing...just...abrupt.

I have lots of photos to share and stories to tell, but they will be slow coming as I have many other things to do as well.

Is it really already Thursday?

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