Goodbye NYU, Hello Happiness

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Married to Joy for thirty freaking years, and not once, not even when I was dying in that damn car wreck, did she ever tell me she loved me.

Even with my last breath, Joy couldn't spare a single day to come see me, to say goodbye.

I regretted it. I regretted loving her for so damn long.

Before I kicked the bucket, Joy's daughter asked if I had any last words for her.

I just shook my head, and mumbled, "If I could go back to filling out my college application, I wouldn't go to the same dam