Being at home is always a little weird after so much time away, but there are always those little comforting things you've been doing since you were tiny that make everything perfect.

Getting home last night at 4am after driving down from NY, I started up the shower and just laid down in the tub. Old school deep tub, never ending hot water, and just total comfort.


I have also decided that I need a girlfriend to at the very least to help me fold sheets. I don't know if I could look more ridiculous doing my laundry and constantly ending up with sheets on my head trying to fold them all alone.

You know, that and the whole crippling winter depression thing.