When I was younger I always wanted to live in New Orleans. I loved the stories I heard about the city and the shows that took place in the city of soul that I grew up watching. It inspired me a great deal and yet despite that dream of wanting to make it in the Big Easy I have instead found myself looking for apartments for Houston TX, one of the most unlikely cities and states I would have made home. I’m beginning to suspect that Texas and I are not going to get along but hopefully there’s some sort of lesson to learn or opportunity to be made while I’m here.
It’s not by choice, actually. My Uncle is in poor health. Thirty some odd years smoking will do that to you. Read more