One of the coziest things about being 'home' is hanging our clothes in a closet and not having to pack them every two days to move on. It's like a deep breath for my soul.
BUT as good as it feels, there is also something incredibly invigorating about the site of this. Our exploded boxes of backpacking gear as we start to sort, weigh and tabulate for life on the PCT. It's a window into the next adventure, and it does something special soul as well.