Where are you from? is an age old question one that I've never had an answer for. But, one that gets asked all the time. I dreamt about it the other day. "Here," I responded in the dream, I was dreaming I was in Texas. The ironic thing about Texas is that is where I was born, so I claim it more often than not. But in the dream I felt at home. That is such a huge deal for me. Exiled for the forseeable future, I await the day where I can go home and stay. Nevermore to leave, except with return plans.
God damn I miss him so badly some days.
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