I was writing an uber serious post today about connection to people and places, but it’s Saturday and I’m at work. I don’t need serious. What this blogger needs is a ridiculous cat. Yup. So courtesy of someone else’s blog, here is a ridiculous(ly cool) cat:
That did make me feel better, and since I can’t get the serious post to say what I want it to say in 500 words, here’s the condensed version:
I had a really unexpected dinner last night with a friend from high school.
Good things about that:
- Seeing an old friend from high school (obvious, yes)
- Hearing an East Texas accent
- Getting news about other old friends
- Seeing that life takes unexpected twists for everyone (and that can be really good)
Bad thing about the dinner:
- I feel home(town)less at the moment.
For some reason that I can’t quite put my finger on, seeing someone from Elkhart made me feel like I’m not actually from there. [Insert furrowed brow here.] Anyone want to loan me a hometown?
(That’s half of Elkhart’s downtown. Don’t blink. Those trees in the background? That’s the edge of town.)
Small, but valuable. 
Where did you get that picture of Elkhart? And just for the record, I always think of Lake Conroe as your hometown.
The picture is one of the very few images of Elkhart that comes up in a Google search.
Lake Conroe, really? You’re right according to years spent in one place, but Elkhart saw the great dress argument of 2001 and the time I went to Taco Bell after playing tennis against strict parental order. Those are hometown moments!