I'm back in Dallas, you see. I've been home for 1 month. There was something very beautiful about flying to Dallas. The moment I saw downtown I knew I was home. That being because once you spot that one green building, you turn your eyes over to the left, keep going a bit. And BAM, you spot Oak Cliff. I love my little fabulous ghetto neighborhood.
So, when I left Colorado it was snowing. Then after landing, I realized the workers outside were melting "like a Popsicle on the Fourth of July."(And yes, that was a Little Rascals reference.) Instantly I knew I had just landed in the great state of Texas. The humidity was noticeable this time. The hot weather as well. But more importantly, I noticed how much I had missed Texas. How much I missed home. I love Texas. I love Dallas. There's no other place on earth so wonderful. THERE IS NO DEBATING THIS. So, I'm home. Home sweet home, deep in the heart of Texas.
Downtown Dallas
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