No one expects to watch the world implode, atoms splitting, time melting, but here I am. I’d like to be able to say it’s beautiful, and don’t get me wrong it is, but it’s so much more than that.
This isn’t just the world ending, it’s billions of years worth of evolution and development, love and heartbreak, trends, cults, fame, fortune and loss. So for it all to end just like that. It’s sad, it’s heartbreaking it leaves an empty hole.
Not just in space, the Milky Way, but my heart too. The earth was my home, I had a life, love and a family. Just one wrong move ends all that, and I get to watch it happen.
Not once, but twice.
AC/DC’s Highway to Hell jumped Sam out of his world and he scrabbled for his phone. He took a deep breath as he saw the callers name.
“Hi honey! How long was I this time?” Sam held his breath, long fingers drumming on the hard wood writing desk.
“Five hours!” His wife, Lila, growled humerously. “We were meant to have lunch!”
“Did! Left over Pad Thai!”
“Together!” Lila sighed.
Sam could see Lila’s face, his wife had probably just rolled her eyes. “Ahh…sorry dear…tomorrow maybe?”
“No now! Stop your writing, and come back to the house! I like your company Sam!” Lila sighed.
“I’ve had almost forty years of your company, a couple of hours won’t hurt…”
“It’s three o’clock!”
“Now Samuel Jones! Walk up to the kitchen from your man cave and eat lunch with me!”
“Okay…” Sam sighed, a weary smile on his face.
“I’ll see you in five!”
Hanging up the phone Sam chuckled, he shut his notebook and pocketed his phone.
“It would be a lot quieter at the end of the world, methinks.”
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