The bad part of vacations is having to return to work some Monday. That’s my dilemma tomorrow. There is a small part of me that is dreading the return to the grind in the morning, because a samll part of me has changed. And that small part is done with the commute, and the grind, and the uncertainty. Fine, maybe it’s not a small part. But after talking to a friend and mentor last week, I think I know the direction I want to go in.