It's good to be back
I'm really on cloud nine at the moment-- words cannot express how good it is to be back home in Texas. I may not actually like Texas all that much, but it is still home. :) The first thing I noticed after landing in Houston (after a gruelling eleven-and-a-half hour flight) was how friendly everyone was. I missed my connecting flight, and all the
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From the age of 8 I knew I did not want to stay in suburban NJ, but oh how joyous the place now makes me when I visit. I walk down the street of my hometown and just wave the whole time asking "How is so and so and how did this or that turn out?". I revel in the choice of fabulous restaurants with incredible service. I walk on the beach and am amazed at the NYC skyline. If I don't scratch below the surface, there's no place like home.
If I stay longer than 2 weeks the excessive consumerism, chosen ignorance, ridiculous politics and the necessity of a car to do anything start to annoy me.
I am always happy to return to my my nice, swampy little liberal haven.
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