This seemed particurally poignant at that instant, as I remember observing the bright yellow daisies I gave to Brewster on our second date dried and wilted in an empty blue glass. This, on the morning I departed forever.
Bob is happy because his roomates have found girlfriends. Apparently the apartment was a den of sorrows before then. The theme for the day is completion. What really makes me tick? People, technology? Warm udon noodles on a sunny, chilly day?