Citronella Candles From the Patio Placed All Over the Kitchen

I appologize for the unidentifiable nature of a few of these:

a guitar, a door [some days, you just gotta get some doors], tobacco pipe, banana, cup of coffee, yours truly, Nathan, brain [the future Socrates], bicycle [which was going to have an "x" through it, but that's kind of morbid...], tomato, bird [droppin' our food for the birds on the ground], and the Picasso's sign

Oh, the people that remind me of the important things!

There's a surreality that comes with a darkened restaurant, fifteen minutes before closing time. Citronella candles from the patio placed all over the kitchen, raising the temperature of an already unair-conditioned building. Trying to distinguish pink from white from yellow over the glow of an unallowed cell phone [overlooked tonight]. A couple of crying children. A couple of hysterical security guards. Just after a [hard] goodbye. The day before my last.