You know what it's like. You arrive back at stupid o'clock. Go to sleep. Wake and try to unpack. Find a toothbrush amongst heaps of toiletries and clean your teeth. Go to work. Come home. Think about the futility of existance. Wish you were still in the sun. Go to sleep.
The cycle continues.
It's Thursday now. Where did this week go. I'm already looking forward to the next holiday.