An open love letter to the one who got away

Dear City of Portland,
Should I have called you "Rose City"? Or "Stumptown"? Or "Bridge City"? Or "Soccer City USA"? No matter what your name, I miss you. I loved everything about you when we were together. I loved how if I was hungry for Italian, Chinese, Thai, and Indian food all at the same time, I could go to any number of food cart pods and get all those foods at once. I miss not being able to walk 5 minutes without hitting a coffee shop. I miss riding your busses and trains, getting anywhere I wanted to go at any given hour of the day or night. I miss how you would let me walk into any bar and order a PBR and not get a strange look. I miss the Portland Timbers. I miss how the billboard says "Keep Portland Weird", and how true it is. I miss the friendliness of your friends, the people who live there with you and know you and feel for you the same way I do. I guess what I want to say is that I miss you, and I've always loved you. I always will love you. Let's not think of this as a "break up", but merely a "break". I will come back to you, I promise. But until then, you will always be in my heart.

Forever RCTID,
Me

So this is blogging?

I decided to do a blog because I have stuff to say, and reading other blogs left me unfulfilled...since they never talked about stuff I wanted to know. So I thought there just might be some other jerk out there in the interwebz who felt the same way. So jerks...this blog is for lyou!