Coming back

The streets haven't changed. The stores have cards announcing huge sales. It's colder. The light is different. My office is still in the same place. The language hasn't changed. My desk hasn't changed. People around me are [almost] the same. There is still the smell of blood and lies in the air. My juniors are the same, and still, are scared. My laptop hasn't changed. Work is still for yesterday, and the clients are the same. I have changed... and I like it.