And so I said goodbye to some people. It was a surprise to most of them, but I did not want to stay anymore. We gave our well wishes, and behold I was gone. The usual semblance that I was used to began to fall apart in the hours after I departed. A bridge may have burned, but I did not turn around to look for the flames. I walked towards the setting sun. One might think that the sun was only setting on me, but it was indeed setting down on every body. Tomorrow the sun will rise again, and I know where I will be heading.