This has been a heck of a week. Seeing Boston on the drive from the airport was just the beginning of the nostalgia. I have some very good friends, but I still felt a disconnect that has been consistently with me for some time now. I don't think it's dependent on location...
This is not a good time to get a cold; I get on a plane tomorrow afternoon... Won't have a place to rest comfortably for something like 18 hours after boarding the plane, I don't think.
chenoameg and her husband are the best hosts, and friends, a guy could possibly get.
Job hunt (yes, job hunt...) stuff should probably still got in a friends-only post. Hmm. But the idea of moving back to Boston gets curiouser and curiouser.
Tomorrow: sleep in, get lunch, go to the last interview of the trip, and then come back to the apartment to prep to go to the airport. Should be a light day, compared to today.
This is not a good time for a cold.