Welcome to my epilogue.
It's almost finished,
and I thank you for your attention so far.
I know it's been difficult at times to
watch this mess I am,
this mess I've made of myself,
so I thank you for your patience so far.
I hope you've been adequately entertained;
I hope you've smiled with me some.
That is, I hope you've smiled genuinely.
You see, mine has always been an act.
The burden of keeping it up has
become too great and I am weary.
The curtain is closing.
This is nothing
for you to be sad about.
Some of us don't have it in us
to attain peace, to obtain a true smile.
That's okay, though, isn't it?
Life isn't for everyone and
no one knows what's next, if anything,
so don't be sad.
It just is what it is.
We just are until we aren't.
I now better understand that
careless creature.
So, ladies and gentlemen and otherwise,
drive safely, tip the bartender well,
and live until you can't.