Sometimes airports are a little much for me. Interestingly, I've always thought I love them because they mean the promise of a new destination, culture, site-seeing, or a familiar destination... either way they mean excitement. But two weeks ago this morning, I went to the airport to put a friend on the plane to Lithuania... to live. As you likely know, I love Lithuania, don't get me wrong. But right now, she (Lithuania) has my friend and I don't get her back for a long time. I know the world is small thanks to planes, the internet, Skype, etc. But I miss her already.