I done the best thing I could think of…
took a photo of the lawn.
I don’t have any idea how to go about telling you this so, I’ll just come right out and say it.
No, I do not want to move to Chicago. No, my mind is not made up. No, I am not in control of this situation. No, I don’t know who is. Yes, I do believe that, if it was you, you would let me know. No, I am not coming home soon.
I love you Chicago, and I always will.
write back soon,