Dear Seattle,
I miss you a lot. I miss how filthy you are and quiet you can be even when you're in a hurry. Last year, I visited you four times. FOUR. TIMES. I saw you in every season and kept falling in love with you over and over again, even though I've already done that before.
A part of me will always be that kid, straight out of high school, who had no idea where anything or who anyone was. You were the first place I had to discover for myself -- 2,265 miles away from my comfort zone.
This is why I can never leave you alone. And, when we're apart, you can count on me to still be with you.
xo,
Shayne
