So some happiest of happy days have fallen in the middle of a terrible bout of homesickness that came out of nowhere and bloomed too quickly, like a giant heavy flower that causes the whole stem to bow, hiding the beauty of the bloom.

Back to back nights at our version of Cheers. "Here comes a regular". Only a few were missing. Those were the happy nights. Welcome relief from the stress and dreary of this week.

Rambly words, my mind is perhaps too full to find the perfect phrases for these opposite moods that sit upon me. Only fragments of thought make it to my fingertips, even less to my lips.