Even as the words escaped her lips, I knew that I was bound for absurdity. The beat had been broken. The tick had been tocked. Thus the deluge of confusion had begun and I Was spiraling out of control. No one to stop the momentum unwinding. I abstained from responding. Not from fear But from the uncertain certainty I had in muttering some small prayer to see the end through. "Good Bye." And it was done. And it was lost. And now, tongue-tied, with dizzied emotions, I strode north as if upwards to some saving grace. Blind to the faces of others, Deaf to the unimportance of life. Andy maybe it was then, that she'd turned to say...
