Perhaps the biggest joke of all it that of goodbyes. We tell each other goodbye every time we part, yet we almost always see that person again. It's only when the unpredictability of death comes by that we realize we forgot or didn't have the chance to say goodbye for the final time, the one and only true goodbye. And that is the joke of communication, the joke of life.
The trouble is that we can never know when it's time to go. Sometimes the best goodbyes are none at all. In this case, there is an end, but there is no goodbye, not even a see you later. To disappear with the night is such a profound way to go, because when someone realizes they didn't say goodbye, they're simultaneously making a point with their subconscious to see this person or group again. And if they realize they went without a farewell and still don't seem to mind, don't take it personally. Some people come to terms with your inevitable death sooner than others.
