I've waited so long to post this, because I've been looking for just the right words, and I haven't quite been able to find them.
I wanted to ask you who is going to fix Alice's hair and tell her which one of her three outfits she should wear? And when you're gone, who's going to pick me up sobbing off the street and attempt to jab my contacts out of my eyes, which makes me laugh hard enough that I stop crying? (I'm sure Scott can take over this responsibility, but I suspect your hands are cleaner.)
We'll miss you.
(But it's never goodbye. It's always see you later.)
That was the sweetest post ever, it made me want to cry!! Will you write something like that for me if i ever move away!?