Hunched over the bar rail, leaning into the bowl of free peanuts, having made his way from the bright morning, across a treacherous savannah of broken shells, pull-tabs and a number of suspicious sticky spots, Artie noted he was out of money and therefore, on his final drink.
Thank God he was technically still a student, though he had turned in all final papers, placed the capstone on his senior project, blocked in the correct surprised mouth of each multiple choice question; the diploma drop date, with Summa Cum Laude was exactly seven days away.
He was sick to death of living the high life, so ready to turn over a new leaf.
Roger Whitaker’s “The Last Farewell” moaned through the crackly speakers of the small town local bar, a final tribute to years of battling his way to achieving his parents’ dreams.
He snorted, sure (and he may have been correct) that a better theme song would be Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing.”
No job, no plans for graduate school, no money, and thus, not as drunk as he’d like to be at this moment, Artie smiled and chewed on the skinny red straw as he slid off his bar stool, and walked out into the still-early morning of a new day.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)
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