You know I love you. I do. Your frozen custard, your seasons, your traffic-free streets and super cheap parking, the way I can get anywhere in twenty minutes, how wonderful it is to see family so frequently. But, it’s time to go, time for us to part ways again. You make me so very happy, but I want more from life than contentment. I want adventure. I have more to give than you can let me offer.
So I’m off, onto something new and big and scary and exciting.
Let others love you as I have, as I do. Love them back. And when we meet again, I hope it can be happiness enough to share another moment in time.
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