Thursday, March 19, 2009

It's Been a Long Time...

One of my fears of moving to Houston, moving ANYWHERE, was loosing myself. When I moved to Brooklyn, I wanted to loose myself, but actually found me. Since moving to Houston, I'm not quite sure where I fit in.

I'm not the quintessential black girl. I'm not even TRYING to get with the southern hospitality thing (I have a foul mouth and I use it...), I'm not much for cowboy hats although I might embrace the boots. I listen to rock and messy electrical hip hop and I never go out of my way to match my clothes or accessories. I'm not exactly what one might call "fitting in". Although, I'm not trying to either, which is good news. Fitting in is for Jr. High students. Growing up has everything to do with being you, throughout criticism.

So one of the symptoms of trying to find my grounding is loosing some inspiration. Tia gave me some good advice (as usual), when she said I need to get out on my own again. It's true, time to myself is as necessary as watering a plant every week. So I'm making initiatives to find things to do by myself.

I've met some cool people out here, but I can't stop comparing everything around me to places I've been, and I'm finding myself unimpressed (with the surroundings, not the new friends). I don't know what that means, but I've never been licked my a city yet....and Houston will most definitely not lick me.

The blogger returns.


Tina said...

I just moved to Texas too, but not to a cool place like Houston. I'm in Lubbock,TX. Big difference from Los Angeles. I've also embraced the boots! LOVE cowboy boots. Good luck to you.