Home Again (Briefly)

It is 3am in Boston, and I have been awake for well over an hour. Travelling for 24 hours is never fun, but there is always something peaceful about the early morning hours that suddenly belong to you when you are seriously jetlagged. The next week and a half will be busy recovering, visiting, and planning to leave again. It seems somehow cruel to have such a short period of time at home, but I am happy to have it.