Dear Chapel Hill,
At first, I was unsure about our relationship. You spurned me twice (once for the Masters and once for PhD program in philosophy), each time the disappointment weighing heavily on me. But finally you embraced me, and all was forgiven. You’ve gotten me addicted to so many things…Cosmic Burritos, Inside Scoop ice cream, and the wonder of pulled pork barbeque (Allen and Son’s, you’ll be missed). But overall, it’s the people, the place, the school and the weather. It truly is the Southern Part of Heaven.
In the end, leaving is bittersweet. We go on to amazing things, but the time here has been unbelievably good.
So…’til later, Chapel Hill. Maybe we’ll be back one day.
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