I'm leaving for Savannah tomorrow. I have to be honest, it's about time. Sorry San Antonio, I'm more than ready to move on. You were fun some of the time, but I was really only putting up with you in order to get to your charming friend. I have more than butterflies, more like bats flying around my stomach, blindly smacking the walls. I just have this feeling it's going to be really great, spectacular.
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Good luck Kevin!
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