these times

i just got back from california. it was my first real trip there. san diego to be exact. time flew when i was there.  it was fantastic. you know how sometimes when you go places you’re ready to come back in a day or two? that didnt happen.  i was comfortably uncomfortable there. which worries me. to be honest, i never, ever wanted to like california. putting a texas girl in california is like crack cocaine…. it may be good at first but you know in the long run its a bad idea. my obnoxious texas pride cant be swallowed. it had to be asked though…. in my head if no where else… could i ever live there? in the only state that i truly think holds any comparision to the face melting coolness of texas? i dunno.  politically i feel like i couldnt disagree more… which, in tejas i still agree somewhat because i feel that on a whole we still have morals and some level of ethical code and dont by into the whole relative truth movement. i think i spent half my time trying to convince myself i didnt like it so much. i think a lot of credit should go to the really cool people we met while we were there also.  they were kind, passionate, and really understood what it meant to be servants. their humility was humbling.  i guess im still in processing mode and figuring out exactly which steps need to steer the future, but felt the need to throw some thoughts out there instead of letting them run through my head like untame children.

i wrote a bunch more after this but managed to hit a wrong key before saving it and erased everything, so i will have to hit you with that topic tomorrow…. or whenever the mood hits me. i am tired now though. you are wonderful and i love you. goodnight.