There was a time that I hated Houston.
Hated driving in the traffic and seeing the graffiti.
I hated the fact that we had no family in Houston.
But little by little and more and more each year I’m starting to love it.
It’s beautiful but a different type of beauty. No lush green fields full of sunflowers but plenty of art and architecture. So many different people, roads that somehow all fit together, and buildings so tall they sway in the wind while all the time standing firm are amazing.
Slowly but surely I’m coming to love this town.
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