I’m going home. Everything will be normal again. Boring again. Wonderful again. Or so I thought and boy was I in for a rude surprise! Don’t get me wrong, iIt was good to be back on familiar grounds, among those who honestly loved me unconditionally, but nothing will ever be normal again. And boring? No chance! I have changed and so has the world around me. I can’t seem to reconcile the faces in my stories to the people who own them anymore. So, I freely said hello and goodbye to the parts of me that continued to exist in those parts and respectfully mourned my old life without any regrets, whatsoever. Wherever this journey takes me, until the last of the twisted gears in my soul unlocks and slip into its rightful groove, every step I take is my home.