Life throws emotions at you all the time, many of which are recognizable based on certain situations, senses or environments. I’m currently in an Uber at 4:15am headed to Toronto Pearson airport and have that familiar lump in my stomach. It’s a combination of guilt, sadness, and questioning. I’ve felt it for the last ten years ever since I left Winnipeg to pursue various career opportunities - choosing a new life over the city which housed my close friends and family members. It usually creeps up on the way to airports, while waiting at airports, or while staring down at my departing city from ~10,000 feet.