Goodbye, Dear Friend

Last night, I said goodbye to a very good friend of mine, the last of an era.

I wish her well.

I was sad for a moment. Then, waiting at the train station, I saw and heard a man mumbling along to Linkin Park. A Catholic man with a stain on his forehead to commemorate Ash Wednesday smiled and stared at me. A trio of smokers gossiped loudly outside a bar.

The sadness was brief. I was reminded, this was only the beginning.

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