Texas Toast

Lately I am wondering how much I like Texas, or how much Texas likes me. I realized that (with the exception of 6 months in gorgeous Colorado and 4 months on an Alp) I have lived in a lot of places, but always on a coast or an island. I like living on a coast or an island, but now I feel like I am coasting on my own island. I think this is just the whole part of living somewhere new, and everyone who has gone through this kind of massive uprooting says, 'give it a year.'

So, instead of being all bummed and snobby about this admittedly overly concrete land o' Lone Star, I gotta get more positive, realize that it will continue to be tough, but it could be a lot tougher. I gotta make a toast to it instead of it making me into toast. I'm going to revisit my 1991 high school quote, because it is just so damn good: "Always look to the positive, and never drop your head, for the water will engulf us if you do not dare to tread."

Here's a toast to proper treading, positivity, and patience.