Houston feels so right! I keep getting to see all the things I love the most, but only under really awful circumstances. And they are getting worse.

"When we go to New York, everyone we know will die." We were walking back from the gas station, holding a bag of Bombsticks.
"We will be the last two people on earth," I said, adjusting my position to avoid getting tangled in the dog's leash.

It is beautiful outside. Houston is most of my heart - sappy but true.