My decision to come to Houston at the end of my so-called summer was probably the best thing that I decided to do. I needed to literally get away from everyone. Prior to me arriving in Houston, I went home to visit family. I am not sure what your experience is about going home, but usually for me it is bittersweet. I love going home, however I don’t come home to be inundated with questions about what I am going to do with my life. I didn’t know when i first left for college, and I am still figuring it out. When I go home, I usually want to do the following in no particular order; see family, friends, and spend time with my brothers and parents. However, it seemed to me that everyone I visited knew about my current crisis. It is what it is. I had someone tell me that I should take the classes over. Sorry, I’ve taken the same class three times. I think after the second attempt I should have stopped wasting my time and money then and focused my time figuring out what I really want to do with my life. Besides, I was miserable.This is why I am even starting this blog. To get out what is in my head, and figure out what I want to do with my life. That sounds like pretty much every other blog out today right? So I won’t say that. My goal with this blog is to draw you all with insight into the things I find interesting and maybe help you figure something out along the way. My interests include baseball, health care, relationships, food, fitness, communication, gaming, travel. But I digress.
Houston. In the two times that I have had the pleasure of being down here I realize that I enjoy this city, and this state. I hate highway 59 though. I think that part of the reason that I like it so much is because of how different this is from the mid-west. Unfortunately, I have been a mid westerner all my life and I have always felt out of place there. (I knew from very early on that I had no real desire to stay in the mid west). Note: I need to stay on topic. One of my best friends and mentor has been crazy enough to befriend me over the years, and I must say he’s been a big help for me. He’s been helping me sort through a lot of things that I probably should and shouldn’t do. This is part of the reason for me writing this blog. He suggested I begin one, I read that it was something good to do in a book, and I don’t know what else I can do right now to help me figure this out anymore. So this blog, begin I do.