One week ago I got on a plane to go to Orlando, Florida. The week of my vacation has gone by very quickly and I wanted it to go slow. Tomorrow I go back to work and rejoin the real world. It is hard to get back to the regular routine but it’s a part of adulting. In the morning an alarm will get me up so that I can fight the rush hour traffic to get back to a job that pays the bills. Reality shall be served.

So as I get back at it tomorrow I will dream of the next vacation, whenever and wherever that might be.