I wasn't supposed to love it here so much. I had the knowing that I was meant to come here, yes. But to borrow another line from Edward Cullen and Isabella Swan, I wasn't supposed to fall so completely and irrevocably in love with you. I always planned on doing two wonderful years here and then going on to my second dream that I've had since age 17, of living out west in Colorado by my mountains.
But Chicago you made me fall in love with you slowly over time. I used to blame any of my random bad days on you. And then the first summer came and you overwhelmed me with your awesomeness. The beach, the lake, the running path, the marathon, Awake, my cats, Treehouse Humane Society, Namaskar Yoga, summer concerts at Millennium Park, Molly's cupcakes, the Conservatory. Let's be honest, I didn't really stand a chance.
And then S3 leagues came and I met amazingly awesome people that have become real friends. And now my heart absolutely aches at the thought of leaving you. I know I can come back. I know that in my mind. But my stupid heart says What the hell are you doing? Why are you leaving something that is being so great to you? Ugh, who knows. Maybe I won't even get these internships in Colorado? But then again, I want them! But I also want to stay here. DAMN YOU CHICAGO!!!!
But really, thank you for coming into my life at the exact moment I needed you most.
Love you forever and always and I think maybe I will be back,
Rachel
