ACTON28: AGAINST THE FLOW OF TRAFFIC

It’s been a while.

Time has flew by. It’s moved swiftly and aimlessly since we last met.

I’ve returned to you.

Far across oceans, mountains, and valleys, we are in unity again.

My absence here, and your patience in waiting.

Another day came and went. A week. A month. Gone. Half a year.

Since we departed, it’s been different. Away from you, unshared memories and moments.

You needed me. I’ve been independent of you.

Skin deep.

Together again.

Nobody misses a mosquito.