Texas

I’ve long been confused by the saying that people come into one’s life for a reason, a season or a lifetime. To me, it actually makes more sense to say that every single person comes into one’s life for a reason, yet some of those people hang around for a season and others for a […]

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The eclectic and quirky Houston art scene took me by surprise.  Houstonians have taken their love of art to an entirely new level with private home yard art.  Read about the yard art gems and disasters I’ve stumbled upon in my most recent piece in the Huffington Post:   Houston Yard Art: Beer Cans, Fake Flowers […]

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I’ve always lived in the box. The box felt safe. Why? Because most other people are in the box too. I’ve always wanted to be liked by everyone, and by making certain that I wasn’t too different than anyone else I felt I was one step closer to that impossible feat. I’ve tried to fool […]

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No one said it was going to be easy.  And it hasn’t been.  I’ve been vacillating between emotional highs about finally making positive changes in my life and emotional lows about leaving behind the people and places I love in Los Angeles.  I haven’t yet found that sweet spot of balance in between the two […]

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When I left Santa Monica on my road trip in October, 2010, I felt completely alone.  I felt like I was the only person in the world going through an existential crisis.  Having had the realization that I didn’t like who I was and I didn’t like where I had found myself in life, I […]

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Ozona, Texas: Where’s the Lemonade?

by Kee Kee on February 4, 2011

in Texas

I’ve written a lot about how the road has a mind of its own.  For 4 months now I’ve repeatedly tried to make road trip plans, only to have them change in every single instance.  I’m happy to report that things have always worked out for the better.  I’ve met new friends I wouldn’t have […]

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