I suppose everyone leaves on a great adventure expecting, or at least hoping, to return home a changed person. And almost always we return home vaguely disappointed that nothing seems different, either in ourselves or in the world around us.
“I was going to make a fresh start – a clean break,” we tell ourselves, but we never do, and it never is.
We are changed, though, just not as we expected or hoped. We are changed, but we are the last to find out.