I picture a girl with gum in her mouth that she's chomping hard because the gum is crackly and stiff and has been in her jacket pocket for months now. She's escaping a chatty waitress at a diner where she's just downed three cups of coffee.
"Thanks." she mumbles and smooths a couple of wadded up one dollar bills on the table and slides out of the red vinyl booth with the cracked seats.
It's time to go. The waitress just keeps talking.
Seriously though, it's time to say goodbye.
Pack up the goods, give your world a once over and say your good-byes. This world you know is soon to be a memory and it's time for a new adventure. Or at least something new.
