I've been home for less than a week and I feel that it has already done what I needed it to do!
Yesterday I shaved me "beard of shame" I feel like it was the world telling me to fully let go of that bullshit that happened (especially since it was not my intent to remove it)
I've had some really great people helping me out and the trip home has really done what I thought it would and in record time.
I've already eaten to my hearts content (almost, still need to check that good old fashioned Mexican food box) Things are pretty fucking sweet right now.