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November 27, 2005

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I don’t know what to feel. I don’t know what my dreams are. I’m lost in my nowhere life trying to find stability and security in a city I used to run so far away from that the very name of the place sounded foreign to me as I repeated it in my head and said it out loud in an effort to make sure it still truly existed – Houston was my worst enemy, and I can feel myself getting pulled in for the long haul.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist