Sunday 2019

Now it is Sunday. The last day of the show. Hearts are heavy knowing the hours are few but the mood has changed. Now everyone is searching for that one thing they saw but can’t remember where they saw it. Racing down every isle desperately looking in every stall as the minutes pass inexorably away. Me, I’m doing the same thing as well as buying books and taking those last photos like I’ll never be here again. (Thanks to the chinese that may actually happen. lol)