Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Leaving on A Jet Plane, Don't know when I'll be back again.

I am getting ready to leave Texas. It's sad to go but I also carry hope in my chest, in my heart.

In a few days I have an interview for a bank position. Mom and I are being considered for a decent sized cottage. Life is good.

And all doubts I had about a future down here are gone. The energies in my love's homeland put me at ease. She puts me at ease. I had a premonition, as silly as it sounds. Of someday laying beside her while the fur kids curl up wherever they can find space, and myself sporting a small baby bump.

They are my future. My Dragon Knight. Yeah, Texas is far away. But it's alsp huge and diverse and people are open and honest. To be honest if I have to deal with hate I'd rather it be in my face.

I am disenchanted with Massachusetts these days. Work is a Bitch to find. Work you can live off near impossible. Finding a place to live? Diety of your choice help you.

But that's the nation at the moment. Affordable housing is a term that leaves a foul taste in people's mouths.  They assume it leads to drug dealers and pimps and their clientelle. Fact is the drug dealers and pimps can afford  places to live a lot fancier then honest people like Teachers, Police, Nurses, and Firemen. People who Cape Cod has to import from off Cape because none can afford the real estate, to buy or rent. Not to mention not many people are selling their houses, and more then half the houses spend at least three quarters of the year empty. While the year long population, the life blood of the Cape, struggle to remain. Its particularly notable in Province Town.

So I might as well pick a future with hope. With love. The red states and locals can never change if people like me never consider going to them.

Side note. If, god forbid, Trump wins, Bae and I are taking over Texas as Queer Queens. They all talk about seceding so. (Also far as I can tell this is more about the Republic of Texas resenting being Annexed still. A little bit of politics. But remember Bush was one of their boys and in Clinton's years the Internet couldn't share such stupidity as readilyl.

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