I’m back! As I was checking in my bag at JFK last night and the woman at the counter asked me about my final destination, I very nearly said “Boston.” I had to pause for what felt like a very long moment before I emerged from the pleasant daydream of vacation-mode and remembered where I live. Reinserting myself into my work today felt a bit like being hit by an anvil.

Now that I’m home I no longer miss Ross (yay!), but I do miss Estee, who felt like a roommate for almost a week. Damn it.