For the last three days, I’ve been in St. Louis. First time to St. Louis or Missouri in general. I visited the Gateway Arch. And I crossed the Mississippi into Illinois. St. Louis is a city that celebrates exploration and discovery. Lewis and Clark embody the spirit and the push to the West.

I was here for a conference. I gave a presentation, did well, and felt very comfortable presenting. Afterwards, a vendor approached me to do a webinar for his company. That felt good.

All in all tough, this has been an empty three days. I miss my wife. I miss my children. These trips do nothing for me anymore. I do not seek out companionship. I typically eat alone and retire early. This trip no different.

Now I’m at the airport blogging. I found myself singing an old Simon and Garfunkel tune. Homeward Bound, I wish I was. Home, where my thoughts are escaping. Home, where my music’s playing. Home, where my love lies waiting silently for me.

I’m coming home!