goodbye group text

I’ve closed all my social media accounts, shuttered my website, my house went up for sale Wednesday and sold this morning. I’m writing this from a pay phone and I‘ll be nothing but a complicated memory by Boxing Day.

Pockets contain only the following: A Japanese passport, eleven dollars in gold bullion and a broken box cutter.

My only companion is a one legged man I call Handsy. He’s somewhat skittish and with good reason. I expect I’ll be wearing him as a fur coat before this night is through.