Quick trip to Houston to deliver a painting. I went to my little place in Montrose and found that I actually really like it. Sometimes I tell myself that I can be happy living at Blackbird Cottage, and that I don’t need a place in Houston anymore. Then I come up here and Matilda smiles at me, and everything is green, and driving around, even, is very nice, if you know the backroads and have good music. Even a trip to IKEA for frames is not so bad. So, who knows, maybe I need to hold on to this a little longer. Maybe I want it all.
