So, I’m back. And I’m supposed to be noisy. I just cannot. Everything, from where I left some years ago, seems new to me. I’m mesmerized. With the ability of understanding the others without a big effort, with the astonishment of realizing how much I’ve changed (I thought I barely haven’t).
I missed the loud conversation around me. I miss some silence, here and there. I was not there. I am not here. I am between, somewhere.
An end. Strange.