Dear Chipotle,

Melbourne, Victoria

Australia

Dear Eggos,

I miss you 5th most. I find myself thrashing in the night, crying out, "Someone leggo my eggo!!!" Only to find myself for the first time asking, "What the hell does "leggo" mean?" No matter, I miss you.

Dear Noah's Bagels,

"To Noah's IS to Love Us." I miss you 4th most, because you and your delicious five servings of carbohydrates rolled into one, never let me down. Hope you're well. I'm sure you are.

Dear chocolate chip cookies,

I miss you third most. For alas they have cookie dough here, but I'm to cheap to live somewhere with a stove. Neither of us could have seen this coming. " 'C' is for cookie, and cookie was for me."

Dear Lucky Charms,

I miss you second most because I did not realize I was leaving you either; otherwise I would have had one last bowl. I miss your hearts, stars and clovers most.... Here they have not marshmellows nor cookies in their cereal. I knew not the world we live in.

And finally,

Dear Chipotle,

I will never know great love again. I took you for granted and left. And now you've shacked up with my brother and my best friend. That hurts Chipoddle. But I'll always love you.

Love Always,

Nichole Kristen