Dear NYC, Im leaving you. The amount that I hate you as a city is equal to the amount I love your people. Its been a long & rough year, but I am amazed by all the awesome people I have gotten to know. I love all of you and Im sad I didnt get to see a bunch of you before I left. So long and thanks for all the dollar pizza. I will leave you with a quote from the book All The Kings Men by Robert Penn Warren and a song that almost perfectly defines how I feel. For West is where we all plan to go some day. It is where you go when the land gives out and the old-field pines encroach. It is where you go when you get the letter saying: Flee, all is discovered. It is where you go when you look down at the blade in your hand and the blood on it. It is where you go when you are told that you are a bubble on the tide of empire. It is where you go when you hear that thars gold in them-thar hills. It is where you go to grow up with the country. It is where you go to spend your old age. Or it is just where you go. youtu.be/1xe82Mkl51I
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 17:37:41 +0000
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