One of my best friends came to visit me for the last two weeks. It was like being home again, at least in some capacity. To really commune with someone, that is what makes life great.
I am in NO way complaining about it (because I wouldn't have had it any other way) but now, I have a lot of other things to focus on that I was neglecting: reading, coming up with thesis ideas, cleaning, unpacking...yep.
I managed to keep afloat, reading-wise, while she was here. In addition to moving from one place to another, and going to work and showing her around a bit. I think I did okay. And now to get back to it.