The end of the season and my last day of work at The Amusement Park feels something like the end of a long, entertaining film.
I'm tired and ready to move on, yet I so enjoyed the scenery, the characters, and the story line that I'm also feeling a little bit sad that there's no more.
I dare say a sequel would never be as good. How could anyone fill the roles of The International Students, my sweet teenage coworker friends, and the fantastic cooks and managers?
It was a warm, sunny summer, a drought by most standards. The park was busy and guests were happy.
People were generous with tips. My own family enjoyed the fringe benefits of discounts and leftover bacon.
I have next weekend free. And the weekend after that. I'm weirded out, " like a person who is walking out of a dark theater into the sun.
Time to adjust. Time for "the end."
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