back in houston--drove back late monday. it was pretty in a painful way, with just shadows of trees at the sides of the road.

i can't wait to go back to austin. it's wierd, i feel like i am a better person there. maybe because i am free to be myself without having to justify the past, and all the ways and personality traits i have left behind. it just seems like people who know you well or think they do, who should know you well, will go on thinking of you and treating you the same way they always have, go on thinking you are just the same. and that stops you from getting anywhere. from growing...