Vacation is going well. Maybe a bit too well. I don't want to go home. I can't and don't want to wrap my head around everything that has been going on. And I am not even going to try until I'm back home and I've had time to process... everything. For now, I am going to go back to my lazy day of reading The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest in the hammock in the backyard. With a cocktail.