Leaving Laramie

It always comes... I hate the last day, packing up and sitting around since nothing is really planned, knowing it's going to be another year until I get back here. Life gets so complicated. I would like to stay but I just can't. I hope my mom stays healthy. Maine is just so far away.
Anyway, my extra is Mom's sweet, goofy dog Frodo. He was ready to play.
The good part was my brother drove me down to Denver and everything went very smoothly