sushi reservations and emotional revelations

While at dinner with a friend at a favorite restaurant in Seattle (you really should check out Mashiko if ever in the area), I happened to glance at the sushi bar and a small sticker caught my attention. In that instant I knew it was time to finally say "enough" and move on. This was the sticker:

It reminded me of my ex, because on our 2nd date at what became "our restaurant," he joked about flipping the table over and making some dramatic exit. Not because the food was bad, or service unfriendly. Just because, well, wouldn't it would be funny? I knew he wasn't serious, which is why it was funny. It then became a running joke between us, and one that still makes me smile. And somehow seeing this sticker made me realize that I was emotionally ready to face him and finally say a proper goodbye. I can only hope that he will still allow me that opportunity.