Dear New York,
It’s been over a month since we last saw each other and it still saddens me. I feel like I didn’t make the most of our time together. It’s like a reunion with your best friend, but there was something external that wasn’t allowing us to just be ourselves – like a cloud hanging over our heads the whole time. The elephant in the room.
I’m sorry it didn’t work out the way we had planned. I went with high hopes and no expectations, except to enjoy myself, and even with that, I wasn’t satisfied. Know that there’s a special place in my heart for you and that I think of you often. I won’t be back next year, but one day, I will. You can guarantee that.