Except for a few stints on the road, living in motels, I have called Texas my home for almost the whole 29 years of my life. I have a deep love for Texas but I feel this indescribable urge to live near the mountains. I want that beauty to be staring me in the face as I look out my kitchen windows. I want four seasons. It could be very likely I'd hate the snow and miss family close by but still. One of these days, my dream home will reside in Colorado.
In the mean time, when the clouds are just right, I squint my eyes and pretend they are mountains. Cloud mountains. They are my cloud mountains.
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