season of emotions

though i had an exceptional time during my visit to wisconsin with family and old friends playing cornhole and bocci ball, drinking beers and other sorts of tasty beverages, it seems as though i am drug into a state of sorrow and bliss, as well as those around me. i enjoy seeing my folks overjoyed upon my return and i hate to see them cry everytime i leave. it kills me to see. now i fly 10,000 feet above their heads, and the heads of good friends that i will not see for some time. i have a tear in my eye and happiness in my heart as i head off toward the next adventure.