People started disappearing... and coming back.  
Just...poof! Gone.  And then they'd come back.

The same.  But "different".  Everything changed. 
 Fast.  I never dreamed I'd ever leave the planet...

You'll hear my voice soon enough. 

My son wrote a song for a project I was working on. 

Skip down to the bottom if you want to hear it. 

I've listened to it.   A lot.  I look forward to getting back home. Even if "home" is a lot... ..."different".   
                   Than it used to be...