a weekend at home is always so nice. i miss my mom, dad, and little sister so badly sometimes i think about packing it up and heading back home. at breakfast the other day with my gf tara she was talking about how hard it is to come back from being home, and then she said 'but, ya know, then we head west and get close enough to see the mountains and it's all okay, because this is home now.' she's right. this is home now. but that doesn't mean i don't tear up every time i wait in the line at the airport counter, and wish for just a couple of extra days.