Where the Sidewalk Ends

[mistersandman]

My friend Angela used to live near this cliff before she dropped out of school.  I can't count the number of times I looked over the cliff on the way to her house.  The road crumbles at the end of the cliff abruptly, as if plans for a bridge were quickly scrapped or they realized what a terrible idea it would be to send a road down the cliff three days into the project.  Now there are these toppled cement pylons to prevent anyone from inadvertently driving into the valley.  The cliff faces directly east and Angela and I always planned to look at the sunrise together. 

We never looked at the sunrise but we had a lot of good times together.  It was so jarring when she told me she wasn't coming back after Thanksgiving break.