…A week I’ve taken off as part of my available vacation days. There’s something satisfying about being paid to have fun. We haven’t seen each other in over half a year, so the five days will be calculated and precise, squeezing in the things that we’ve been meaning to do together in every available second.

On his way over, John was also able to pick up a small care package from my parents, complete with new dress shirts, loose leaf tea, homemade banana bread, ginseng (LOTS of ginseng that I can now add to chicken soup), and an assortment of books that I’ve been meaning to bring.