Sometimes it seems like time stands still, other times years will pass
without the slightest hint. What's a day, a month, a year when you have
the whole of time at your command? It can be exhilarating and
terrifying all at once, and one can easily get caught up in it if one
isn't careful. Yet, there always comes a time when it's enough - one
must come home and pick up the pieces of a life ignored. Sometimes -
more often than not - that time doesn't come by choice, and going home
will be the hardest thing you'll have to do.
