Bitter sweet.

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.