Is this like needing a vacation to recover from the vacation?
I guess it's the contrast of San Francisco, where everything is shiny, to Atlanta and boring normalcy. Must find ways to make the normalcy more interesting.
One thing the trip got me thinking about: Every city has problems. People in San Francisco drive even worse than people in Atlanta.
Maybe the reason I'm having such a time in Atlanta is because in my head I've made it this outrageous soul-eating monster. Maybe it's just a place. Maybe that's all it is.
I'm rambling. I want to go out to eat, but I know I shouldn't. Spent too much this week. But don't want ramen again either.