The end.
As a small child, I dreaded reading those words at the end of an exciting biography borrowed from the school library.
As a teenager, those words were not my friend as they scrolled across the drive-in movie screen.
In college, those words never came soon enough as I came to the end of a British Lit assignment.
The end of the work day often seems a week away.
Yet, today, I find myself once again dreading the words. Today marks the end of a much needed vacation with my family.
These days passed too quickly.
Goodbye old friend.
