The end has arrived...
Today I closed the book on a very long, turbulent relationship. We had our ups and downs. We had a few good moments. But over the last three months, things went from bad, to worse, to terrible. And in the end, I didn't say goodbye. I drove off. And so ends the story of a landlord named Denosky. And if there is any justice in the world, any reasonable ray of sunshine, we shall not cross paths ever again. Tomorrow I shall wake up free, and happy, and, above all, Denosky free.