We're home, Keith. We're home.

What exactly was missing? Was something still out there?

No, it didn't feel like that. He crossed his arms, and gripped onto the sleeves of his worn-out jacket. He felt slightly warm, but he didn't mind it. He was still used to the heat, even after all of these years. He continued to look down, and ponder to himself. What was missing? Keith couldn't exactly put his finger on it. All he knew was that there was something missing from the moment, something missing from his life.