One of these days you’re going to run out of bridge and you’re going to find yourself standing there waiting for the floor to get cleaned. It’ll be the most stunning example of brevity the world will ever know. It’ll be you, dressed in your flowing gown, and a handful of others, dressed in their flowing gowns, and you’ll all be tip toed right up to the edge to look over. You’ll see it from where you are, and they will, too. And then you’ll turn around and it’ll all be gone. Poof.