October 19, 1998
Returns
At some point in your life, you've left. You've turned your feet 180 degrees and walked off, possibly straining your neck to look back. That might be for no reason whatsoever, or it might be a last backwards glance before setting off forever. However, it might be to remind you of what you're returning to.
There are some things, some people, some places, we always return to. They might cause great strain or stress. We might laugh and weep for joy at returning to them.
We return for strange reasons. Sometimes, it's out of chance that we return. Other times, we rush madly in to situations just because we feel the need to. We don't really know why we keep coming back, but after four days away from Diogenes, I'm back.