Me: Pssst...Johnny...wake up. I'm home.
JCC: What's your point?
The feral beast may not appreciate the fact that I have returned from a five-day absence,
but I, for one, couldn't be happier. Desert dwellers who live alone in the middle of nowhere
do not do well in overly populated, excessively humid, congested environments.
There's no place like home, and I'm never getting on an airplane again.
I realize I've said this every time I post a post post-trip, but I mean it this time.