we are home but my mind is still in new orleans. it's an in between day. a day of rest and reflection. of washing and remembering, of writing notes and finding a collection of chicken scratch. a day of trying to eat better, but then making the corn bread you never found. of considering a detox fast, of calling mom. of emptying the suitcases and maybe scrubbing the toilet. a day to make a pedicure appointment to scrape new orleans off your feet. but then having second thoughts and deciding that it should stay for just one more day.