I had an email in my work inbox this morning inviting me to the AALL (American Association of Law Libraries) annual conference in San Antonio, Texas in July - and all of a sudden I was just hit with this wave of longing to go back to Texas.
I've only been twice in my life, but I loved Texas. Not just because my dear friend Barbara lives there, although of course that's a huge factor. I just felt so comfortable there, despite the fact that most of the people I seemed to meet were all about guns, Jesus and George Bush, probably in that order and I am into...none of those things. I don't know, I can't explain it. But I loved Texas.
I'd love to go back. Admittedly, Texas in July would not be my first choice, and there is an approximately 0% chance of work paying for me to attend this conference. And it seems like most of the time when I go to the States these days I go to Florida, since my aunt and uncle have a house there, and
mystic829 is in Orlando, and Barbara has roommates these days so doesn't have a spare bed for me. But I need to head on back to Texas one of these days.
And you know, if a cowboy bearing a striking resemblance to Chris or Vin happened to rock on up, that would be okay too.