I’ll get back to real work tomorrow, or was that today? Time reverting is always confusing, even after seeing it so many times. There will be case reports and things of that nature, all kinds of official nonsense. For now, I’ll get back to my personal log.
There’s a lot to be said about my disappearance and the things that I saw and did. That will come up sometime, but I’m going to bask in being home.
So much has changed while I’ve been gone. I guess I should have expected as much. Gwen being in charge was a bit of a surprise. Her being engaged, now that
was a surprise. It’s good though. I’m happy for her. For them.
As for me, I’m working on having a personal life, as it is time for one. I had thought about how I would go about that if I had the chance over and over again while I was gone. Not that it did me any good when I finally plucked up the courage to say it.
Everything turned out alright, though. Ianto and I are going out on a date. A proper date. I can do that, right?
Its dinner. Simple enough, right? I've been on dates. It’s been just enough time that I’m getting those obnoxious waves of nervousness about what I should wear and if the restaurant I picked will be the right one. My stomach shouldn't flutter when I worry about it. I can face weevils, plasmavores of all kinds, and even ex-lovers who want my head on a pike. But now that I’m faced with the risk involved in a real date, my stomach flutters a little.
This is where it all starts, hopefully. My homecoming has turned out to be an unexpected mess, but perhaps I was the only one who didn’t expect it. For right now, the past is the past. Let it stay in my past.
Lots of work to do.