Every Day is a Lazy Sunday

Danbury, CT

After weeks of constant travel, words cannot describe how nice it was to just sit around for a while. Gage and I spent last week with my Dad in Connecticut where having a good time meant eating large amounts of good food and watching movies. Every now and then I talk to an old friend from CT who asks me when I’m coming back home and I always say that I have no intentions of going back home. I mean why vacation in a place when you’ve spent more than a decade? Well, it turns out that is exactly why a person goes home. Because you’ve spent so much of your life there, there is no need to see or do anything and therefore one can revel in the fine art of doing absolutely nothing. And that’s exactly what we did, in a abundance.