Where have you been?

I'm not sure what I am going to write in this journal entry.  A friend recently asked me "Where have you been?"  It's an interesting question because it implies that I am not here.  But I've always been here.  Where have I been.  Like I've been missing for some time and now I have been found.  But, maybe the person that has been missing is not me.  If I choose to live a simple life and sometimes fade into the suroundings, am I really gone?  If I am not breaking barriers to freedom and oppression, am I lost?  Maybe.

It's easy to get lost in this world that we perceive around us.  It seems like there are miliions and billions of people in a vast world.  That's what people tell us anyway.  But can you prove it?  Have you seen them all?  How many people have you really met in your life?  I think maybe we are living in a very close knit world of only a few very special people.  I have lots of memories of people I think I know but my world is really made up of those that I communicate and interact with on a regular basis.  Where have I been?  Why, I'm right here.

Friends come and go like ocean tides.  One day at your door step and the next out to sea.  But the tide returns and the waves continue to roll.  Where have I been?  I've never left.  It is you who has been away.  Welcome back, my old friend.