July

It’s the first day of July and all of the sudden it hit me that we are halfway through the year. Seriously? Not only that but we are halfway through the year and that year is 2010. Where does time even go anymore?

My mom remarked the other day that it has been 7 years since I graduated highschool. For some reason that seems rather reasonable to me. I mean highschool seems light years away. I barely remember highschool much less do I feel like it was just occurring. Same actually is beginning to happen for college. It is starting to feel as if it is part of the more distant past rather than the “wow didn’t we just graduate” past.

You know what doesn’t feel real yet though is that it has been a year since I moved back to Texas from San Francisco. I mean it does not seem as if I was recently living there, but since I keep up with the Bay Area happenings (news, weather, people doing everyday strange things) for BCP it seems too familiar to be an entire year back. Houston still doesn’t entirely feel like home but I suppose it feels more like home than anywhere else.

Besides a tropical beach somewhere in the Caribbean where I could drink pina coladas all day, listen to the ocean, and read. For some odd reason that feels exactly like the type of place where I’d feel at home. I mean as long as I could bring along all the people I love and of course my dog Glory.