a time to leave

Last class behind, walked around the place to check all lights have been turned off and everything is in its place. I am not returning. This is it, I'm locking the doors for the last time.

I step outside and the sun is still shining. It's a short walk, 5 minutes tops, to the office. Dirt road, crisp little green leaves in the trees, birds singing. Return the video camera to the office and walk another five minutes to the train.

A sense of freedom. I might be back here some day, but that is for time to tell. The rest of the night is mine. Tomorrow focus is turned to the fashion show on Friday.