I'm almost ready. The much needed isolation is slowly getting to me. I hope they settle their issues soon so I can go back home. I'm stranded, like a castaway on an island, with no form of communication, except for this thing that is not a blog. The silence and darkness are comforting. Their screams create scars that will never heal. But even so, in all this pain, I found healing. As misguided as their fights are, they taught me a lot of things. It is all those things that I must now use and make sure I don't fail Her again...
How does one integrate back into his previous world? A world he was forced to abbandon with no real explanation as to why. Will they still be there? Will they still care?
We're almost ready. There is nothing more to share, nothing more to say. All we can do now is embark on the long road towards home. Home... I wonder if it still exists. If it's still the same. In the end I guess it doesn't really matter. Because I'm changing. And as always, change is an extremely painful process...
How does one integrate back into his previous world? A world he was forced to abbandon with no real explanation as to why. Will they still be there? Will they still care?
We're almost ready. There is nothing more to share, nothing more to say. All we can do now is embark on the long road towards home. Home... I wonder if it still exists. If it's still the same. In the end I guess it doesn't really matter. Because I'm changing. And as always, change is an extremely painful process...
