What do I want to be? Honestly I have only vague ideas about that. I think I have a much better idea of where I'd want to be. I'd want to have my own bit of land. Maybe it doesn't even have to have much on it. A glorified shed, maybe, but with room to expand. Space to make a house, with high ceilings, and a big kitchen. A garden. A place where I can build a permanent brick oven for bread and pizza. Space where I can make a place for a home gym with a power rack, adjustable bench, and oly pad. Space where I can keep a bunch of brewing equipment and make a storage room for bottles with walls of bottle racks. Maybe places to put solar panels or even a freaking windmill because windmills are cool. So that maybe one day the land would be very cheap to live on. Kids maybe. Most of all I think I've realized that I want to be something that enables me to do that.
Yeah, but what's the point? I'd be happy if I never had to set foot in that hell hole again. I'm attending a wedding in Austin in the summer, which I'll do, because it's my cousin whom I love. But if it was anyone else I wouldn't bother. Edit: Apologies to all the Texans on Hubski. Most of my problem with it comes form the time I had to spend there with my ex-girlfriend's mother, a dreadful woman. Well, that and the heat, which my thick Northern blood just boils in.