Back to ...

I was going to say "the grind." But my job is too new to be a grind, and the commute is so variable these days that it can be called many things (many of them unprintable) but grind doesn't quite capture that either.

It's more accurate today to say back to...  the routine. I've not been in the office since December 22, and what a luscious time it's been: sleeping late, writing long, spending a couple of days away from home and century.

I'm not a big fan of routine, don't move easily in its placid waters, would rather be done with it. Even though I'll admit that routine is necessary and sometimes my salvation. But it is more anchor than prod — and today I re-enter it willingly ... but not eagerly.