Dear Sacramento,

This is it, Sacramento.  This is where you and I part ways.  I am sitting in your airport terminal, the old one, the terminal that I’ve visited oh so many times over the years.  A lifetime of memories are stored here.  And not just here, but every little bit of your town.  A childhood spent at Gunther’s, visits to Fairytale Town, adventures through the foothills.  I’ve left, I’ve returned.  I’ve made friends in coffee shops.  I’ve found love in English class.  I have praised this city and I have cursed this city.  Above all, this city has made me who I am.  And now, I go out, into the unknown.  Although I won’t be here with you, you will be there with me.

James

Sacramentan

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