This whole month of August, I have been reminiscing of the last time we were together. It was the first time we'd ever met. From the moment I stepped off the plane in Austin, I was in love. If I ever had to just up and move to somewhere random, I think somewhere outside Austin could totally be it. And I don't think Anj would mind so much either.
I miss your 800 million variations on margaritas.
Your Frito pies.
Your magical boot utopia.
Your flat land.
Your county roads.
Your awesome skillet breakfasts.
Your mariachi serenades in San Antonio.
Your Hole-in-the-Wall bars.
The refreshing ice cold waters of Barton Springs.
Please, come back to get me. I can be packed and ready in 15 minutes.
Until then, I will dream of you while drinking from my koozie.
Love from across the miles,
Your Cackylack Shugpie
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