21 weeks ago I got an opportunity to take a leave from the daily grind in preparation for the coming of our second child. For nearly five months I've had the luxury to wake up every morning and do nothing, but engage with my family (and occasionally, fuck around with choppers ;). Anyone out there who's got little people at home knows, it can't be matched. Tomorrow I'm back at work and am obviously bracing for the transition. Looking forward to getting back at the organized chaos called work, but also feeling like 21 weeks can go by in a wink. Take time for the peeps that you call home. Not even motorcycles mean shit next to them.