As rain breaks, families, couples, parents, students, and meandering souls sit not noticing the tandom of random feelings during a catalystic crysalis. Of course, my drink is finished, water warm, and the humidity takes over so people leave not knowing the best steps of the day… perhaps. Two series of music themes ring through, one loud, the other standard. It’s time now for me to go. The internet rhymes with beligerent, but why should we complain. I guess I was secretly asking. Change comes, I recall the mission – loving the esclamation mark over my head, I anticipate, Personalize, Collect my things, and continue to own what I do. Heartbeat. Door. Now a new smell, about face, things are a-mmo lined up, can we fly today? At least we have a soft course.