Miami was great, it really was. The trip home seemed extra long. No worries though, I made it safely. As we descended on the airport, I spied the crowded 405 freeway, which I’ve never been happier to see. It was a beautiful parking lot of a freeway to behold.

I’m home now, sitting on my bed, warming up some chili and listening to the wonderful sound of the boy playing video games.

Man, its good to be home.