Home, where my thoughts are racing...

Do other people get as tense about going home as I do? They must, or half the crappy comedies in this world would never get made. There's no specific reason, I just get what I call the pre-Wisconsin crazies. This time had a potential to be worse because there's a wedding involved (luckily a pretty low stress wedding) that has the potential for my entire graduating class to attend and/or crash. It's been easier because Joe keeps me calm. I think it's just that it's so calm at my parents' house. There's no rent to pay, no meals to cook, no unrealistically God-awful baking hot subways to have to sit in. Just trees and air and more cars than I can drive.