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John F. Kennedy Airport
May. 6th, 2015 12:06 amWell, this was it. Robin and Anastasia had been together for almost the entire four years of their college career. And now that they were graduating, it seemed that life was pulling them in different directions.
Anastasia was returning to Nova Scotia, with no plans to return to the US in the foreseeable future. And while Robin still wasn't sure where he was going from here, he did know that it wasn't there.
They stood in the concourse, neither quite sure what to say. Naturally, as Muppets, it came to them.
Anastasia reached out and stroked Robin's cheek. A band of buskers nearby spontaneously began to play. "Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go. So make the best of the this test and don't ask why. It's not a question but a lesson learned in time. It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you have the time of your life."
Robin swallowed the lump in his throat and kissed her hand. The buskers smoothly changed their tempo and style. "So take the photographs and still frames in your mind. Hang it up on a shelf, with good health and good times. Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial. For what it's worth, it was worth all the while. It's somethin' unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you have the time of your life."
Their separate flights were announced right after the other. But they each cast one last look over their shoulder before boarding.
Anastasia was returning to Nova Scotia, with no plans to return to the US in the foreseeable future. And while Robin still wasn't sure where he was going from here, he did know that it wasn't there.
They stood in the concourse, neither quite sure what to say. Naturally, as Muppets, it came to them.
Anastasia reached out and stroked Robin's cheek. A band of buskers nearby spontaneously began to play. "Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road. Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go. So make the best of the this test and don't ask why. It's not a question but a lesson learned in time. It's something unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you have the time of your life."
Robin swallowed the lump in his throat and kissed her hand. The buskers smoothly changed their tempo and style. "So take the photographs and still frames in your mind. Hang it up on a shelf, with good health and good times. Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial. For what it's worth, it was worth all the while. It's somethin' unpredictable, but in the end is right. I hope you have the time of your life."
Their separate flights were announced right after the other. But they each cast one last look over their shoulder before boarding.
