My trip’s gone by pretty fast…by this time next week, i’ll be back home.

It’s been a fun trip so far…there’s people that I STILL haven’t seen and there’s people that I probably won’t get to see (i’m trying though).

I’ve made a point to stop by my sister’s each time i’m on that side of town. Her kids are growing SO fast…and to me, since I’m only here every couple years…it seems even faster….watching them get older makes me feel old as hell.

Yesterday, I had lunch with my mom AND my dad…this is only the 2nd time in my life that i can remember my folks being in the same room with each other…trippy. And me? I turned into a 5 year old kid, not knowing what to say. I’m hardly ever at a loss for words but that wasn’t the case yesterday. I’m even sort of stumped on writing about it…lotza thoughts about it all though but none I really want to say.

I can’t stress how strange it is being back here again…this trip more than any other has made me feel much older. Maybe it’s because I am