I maintain a relatively frantic pace in life, juggling work, grad school, a social life, starting a business, and this blog. Â So when I find the rare few days to head home, my body immediately responds by shutting down and refusing to operate at its usual level. Â With the much needed rest comes my mother’s fabulous home-cooking, visits to Rita’s Water Ice on hot days, and Taco Bell runs (something I rarely experience in New York). Â I lie in my pajamas all day, working from my beloved overstuffed white chair. Â And I rest. Â It’s good to be home.
