Routine

So after 23 days, everything finally returns to so-called normalcy. It's odd how much things can change in such a short span of time. When we return, everything is different, strange, foreign almost. But at the same time, it's as though we were never gone. The people we return to are no less exciting than they were before and the conversations we have retain their amusement.

For now, the readjustment to this previously familiar environment is providing a mild amount of entertainment. At the same time, I wonder if this next step in the journey isn't going to be only that much more grueling, exhausting, debilitating than the last one was. But who knows? Thus far, it remains in the future, and thus we can get no glimpse nor certain verification of it.

Alas, I am tired, the changes of the day have worn on me, and it leads to a perpetuation of fatigue. So now I will proceed to go to sleep. Or perhaps I will engage in a long-winded conversation for a while before resting. It remains to be seen. In any case, good night, and let the future hold what it may.