I watched the dying embers of the universe, lost in a millennium of thoughts. Time had been lost, I reached for my coffee, felt the coldness of the ceramic, and left it.
“So you’re not happy with how it turned out?”
I turned to God, who shared the cheap Formica café booth, and just took his presence in. There was nothing left to say, it was all gone.
“It was meant, by design to end like this.” God was saying as I lifted my coffee cup to the thick, tank like woman who was our sole waitress among empty booths, “There was a thought, to let it continue, but there was no purpose in doing so.”
I met the woman’s eyes as she filed my cup, and gave a slight nod, then turned to God. “But what was the purpose to begin?”
I saw a shifting pattern of stars in the eyes of God, and noted the sorrow.
God tapped out a quick forefingered rap on the chipped Formica, and raised his white mug, didn’t drink, and then sat it down.
“Have you ever wondered why you’re setting here with me?” he asked.
I had, but never asked.
“Because you’re lonely?”
The corner of my eye caught a galaxy dwindle to dust, scattered by the remaining cosmic winds.
“Not in the sense, of being alone, of being without companion. More in the sense of purpose.” God replied turning his head toward the great window we were seated at. “Existence is futile without purpose.”
I furrowed my brow, wrapped my palms around my cup, not wanting to look God in the large void of now starless eyes.
“You created existence to give meaning to your own? You didn’t find it, and now it all ends?”
“Or perhaps I found purpose, and I no longer have the need I once had?”
“You had a good life, why the frown?” A star exploded, and died in his pupil.
“Because apparently I had no purpose of my own.” I answered as the last light of the star dwindled into darkness.
“Purpose is not given. Purpose must be found, my old friend.”
My sight crossed over to the waitress, who stood behind the counter wrapping silverware in pleated napkins, laying each bundle neatly in a row.
I wondered who she was expecting?