I've been asked lately, when am I going back, when am I turning back to the bubble?
Some day, sooner or later, I'll be living in my happy and precious bubble, but now I'm just facing grey days.
And it's even harder to face those days, when you're asked all the time, when should I come back there.
My friends just came back to the grey days, but while being again in the bubble, they noticed my absence.
It's a strange feeling: on the one hand, I feel sadness I'm not there in the bubble, with them, even if it's just a short period of time. On the other hand, I feel happy I'm still remembered, I've been missed and those people are looking forward to see and hug me.
Some day...
