Dear Castleville, I’m Breaking Up With You

I need to start by saying that I take full responsibility for attempting to start a relationship with you. I had some extra time on my hands and I thought that I could get away with dropping by for some occasional fun. I was looking for a little distraction at the end of my day and I never took your eventual need for a long term commitment into consideration.

I am sorry.

I would like to say ‘its not you, its me’ but I can’t lie… it is you.

Everything began so innocently. Fish here, build something there, but then you slowly began to ask more of me than I was willing to give. I had to come and visit you at certain times of the day or you would kill my crops. And to keep me coming back, you dangled the promise of adventure in front of my face. Like a donkey chasing a carrot, I kept collecting crystal shards in the hopes that I could explore new areas.

I can’t keep this up any longer.

I need to take that time back. I need to get on with my life. I need to say goodbye.

Before I go though, I have a question.

Why does Rafael do nothing? I mean, dude walks around holding an ax all day. Why can’t he chop something? Why can’t he collect my wood for me while I am away? I’ve even caught the guy doing push-ups. Come on!



Sheri Landry

Sheri publishes, and writes at This Bird’s Day where she shares all of the thoughts in her head without the voices. Sticking mainly with content for Canadians, Sheri shares family stories, product information and anything that fits into her (and her family’s) daily activities.

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