For me when I get the chance to go back home it is always bitter sweet. There is never enough time to see everyone that I want to. Then some people end up working odd hours.
On the good side of things I went to my old place of work on Monday. Oh it was great seeing some of my old co-workers. No one knew I was going to be there 'til I just showed up. Great times. It's just too bad that I couldn't spend more time there.
I try not to think about the fact that I'll have fewer and fewer chances to see these guys. It's not like I'll never come back. It also isn't my first time moving away. Still isn't any fun.
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(((HUGS)))
I'm sure the people you do get to see are grateful and the people that you don't understand.
I know the feeling... I went to a high-school reunion last week...
Oh life is a winding road, you just have to keep on driving and taking it one turn at a time... sometimes it loops back around to the old neighborhoods. Cherish each mile!!
(ewww that was sickeningly philosophical)
**puke**
But seriously though... hehe
way toooo philosophical :P
Please don't do that again here.
=)
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