You know, I'm really at a loss for words right now. I have plenty to say, but I think there's so much thought cramped into my tiny brain, that it's having problems formulating the words into comprehendable thoughts. I feel like someone took a potato masher and just mashed them all into one. That's just what happens when you don't have a filing cabinet for your head.
I'll miss where I am. I love Merrill, and I love my ward. I hate goodbyes.
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