And so the last chapter of life smacked shut.
Somewhere between a whimper and a bang, that part of life came to a screeching close. It was completely done, coming to a natural end not a moment before it was meant to; and yet it did so with all the grace of a hurtling sofa.
Six hours of driving, 48 ounces of Mountain Dew, a Red Bull and some granola later, I find myself at the beginning of What's Next.
Whatever that means.
As I am not blessed with the gift of clairvoyance, I'm left with a limited number of options.
I can try to guess, which- let's be honest- doesn't have too very great of a track record of proving successful, or try and get some sleep and let Dad worry about it.
This is going to take some time, I think, to bridge this transition.
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