Well, crap. I don't want to go back to Houston. Oh, but I miss those lovely, LOVELY ladies of mine down there, and my students, and my coworkers. But being home is so ... familiar and right. I know others can relate. And I'm so thankful that I moved so far away. If I would have stayed here, I might not appreciate it like I do. I may not have enjoyed the Pow Wow so much had I not been so starved for that small town, 2 degrees of separation feeling that just SEEPS INTO ME when I'm back here.

Oh, Scappoose. What have you done to me?