Don’t get me wrong, I like it here. It’s just not my home.

Hasn’t been since I changed over from death into life. Since I became a revenant, a man brought back from the dead.

At that moment, I became alien, a citizen of another world, destined to sojourn through this one like an exile. With joy, mind you, but also with that chalky, lingering agony that only the exile knows. That pang of longing to be done traveling, and finally cross over into your own country, to your own people, to your own place. To see it with your eyes and realize that, at last, you’ve come home.

Life’s a long journey, and all of us, strangers on the same road. My hope is we might walk together for a while, and you might hear my story, enjoy my musings, and share yours in return. We may never meet again, so I count our time as precious.

Don't be a stranger. Godspeed. And I'll see you out there.

-Ransom, a revenant alien