I can't believe that it's almost over.
The thought of leaving this place makes me feel kind of ill.
It's gorgeous here, and the island lifestyle suits me so well.
Leaving the heat, the sun, and the ocean is probably going to break my heart.
Forget Chicago.
Forget Seattle.
Forget Portland.
Sanibel is where it's at.
Maybe I won the Power Ball... then I could just live here.
I should probably check the ticket.
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