I would like to bid you a fond farewell. Your services have been well recieved and I love your little fan that has cooled me over the last few years. Your timing is impeccable and your speed and accuracy are flawless. It isn't you, I promise. It is me. I can't help but want to run away. The call of the wild is echoing my name...Stella! Stella! So for now I will pack you up and bring you out on a rainy day, not that you are my sloppy seconds-never! You have been my everything for so long there will always be a special place for you in my heart.
Always on your rubber mat that goes in constant circles,
Stella
My beauty today is running in the wild (okay my neighborhood) to a rising sun, ipod, and a nice cool breeze.
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