I glance at my watch. Kyle left hours ago, Brad too. Some people I haven't seen in a while, and others have just gotten here. The party seems to be winding down; shall I be the last to leave? I understand, parties have endings, much like lives. So I too will leave, I guess not last, I guess unexpectedly to even myself. I often surprise myself at parties or gatherings by leaving at moments when it would seem I am most needed. Perhaps its just my way of avoiding goodbyes. The party isn't very happening anyway so I exit to the porch, where I discover the wonderful night air. It reminds me of being in love, what exactly that is, I'm not sure, but it must feel nice to someone.

"Travis, where are you?" I hear them say, but I don't think I will be coming back. I think its time for a walk.

The night seems to be a cool, summer evening smelling of goodness and safety. I have dreams, sure, doesn't everyone? I want to raise a family, I want to know what love is, I want to write a book or two. Expectations, desires, emotions; they twist into the night sky until they seem fit among the stars. I sigh and continue walking down the path, trying to fill my mind with better thoughts, thoughts of God and His work. Scripture floats through my head as I sink deeper into thought. James 4:13 and on, John 21, Galatians 5:6b, Ezekiel 24, Exodus 17, Psalm 37:3-7a, Psalm 86:11-13, and so many more. What to think but only that God has control over my life. So I think of this night.

"Ha!" I laugh to myself as I recall the events of the party, and what was said. Many good thoughts, many good times. How remarkable the time was, and yet now that it is over I find myself relieved. I hope to catch up with everyone in person and on the phone, as time allows that is. A busy season in life approaches and I do not want to forget what has happened. There is a train station nearby, headed to the East coast. I think about buying a ticket, I seriously consider the notion, and make up my mind. I can't leave with any apologies, for the time I've had has been too much of a blessing. So, goodnight friends, goodnight strangers.

I love you all,
Vis Waters.