The First Day Home
A day of unpacking, laundry, catching up on email, sorting through USPO mail, sorting presents into piles invisibly labeled “Souvenirs” and “Christmas presents.” A timeless sort of day… no more schedule to follow for meals and entertainment. Do I leave the house? Do I need to? I haven’t driven a car – except for that off-roading Jeep adventure – in over two weeks. Back to reality, in a surreal sort of way. Repeating the same vacation stories over and over until you forget who has heard what, until the entire experience becomes summarized in two words: Great trip.