Choices…choices.
Dear Grapefruit Beer,
I truly love you and think that honestly I always will…but, it’s late fall and it may be time to let you go. I’ve had other loves in my lifetime, but none as serious as you. There was Boone’s Farm in college (for reals), Rolling Rock shortly there after, and then of course, the years spent with Corona…both here on our soil and in other countries.
It is no reflection on you…it just may be time to shake things up a little bit. While my love for pumpkin will never replace my love for you, tart grapefruit, I am feeling the need for a change in my life…and it just may be you that needs to go.
I’m going to spend some time with my new friend, Pumpkin, this weekend and see how it feels. If it feels right, you and I may simply need to take a break (think Ross and Rachel). Don’t be surprised though, when spring is in the air, if I come running back to you. I have a feeling that is exactly what will happen….and of course, I hope that you will be happy to have me back. In the meantime, I dedicate this song to you.
Love always,
Your Good Friend.
Good Morning Gloucester 