I could feel a general air of dissatisfaction as we pulled off the freeway late last night. We could have been out there twice as long and I still wouldn't have wanted to come home. However, I am able to look at things differently now. I realized that I don't need to work a shit job just because its convenient. I don't need to be stuck in this bubble where the freeways end and everybody is drunk off olde english, trying to get money off me at the gas station. For now, I've got the next 6 weeks to plan and prepare for next tour. Fuck it all.