Dear Dallas…

It’s not you….it’s me. Really.

I need to travel some more in my life, while I’m young—see more things, learn from other people and cultures.

But honestly, I do see a future for us. I’ve come to find many hidden away parts of town that have me filled with wonder. And there are plenty of great things in the works.

I will return, and I will love you better too.

But for now, I must head out until we meet again. I think this will make us grow stronger in the end. I’ll be writing you letters.