Considering nothing imploded at work while I was gone, I think they may actually not stare at me like I've grown a second head if I take vacations once in a while. Then again, that stare may have just been because I decided to take a vacation.
Though, I have no idea how I survived the portion of the vacation where I was expected to eat somewhere near my weight in food. I've realized what a normal family is supposed to be like But luckily I survived and actually managed to enjoy myself.
And then I ended up dreaming again, which has been...
The dreams, however, have returned since I've gotten back. I think I could have done without them, but alas. It seems they are determined to make up for lost time.