Justin wanted me to come with him while he picked up papers. He works for the Houston Chronicle.

Anyway, he asked me to come along so he wouldn't die of boredom between stores.

We get up into Clear Lake. Or Creek. Or League City, whatever the fuck this area is.

I used to live here, and it got me thinking.

What if I had stayed?

Could've avoided a lot of bullshit.

That awful 4 months with Shelby.

The trainwreck I call my sophomore year.

...whatever happened junior year.

Living with my alcoholic mother and dumbass stepfather.

What if I hadn't moved back to Texas City?

Would have met different people. Been in different relationships.

Dad would've been cool with me being bisexual. He's pretty relaxed about a lot of things.

A lot of things would have been different.

But you know what?

I'm happy it went this way.

I've met some pretty awesome people.

Justin.

Melissa.

Derek.

Austin.

John.

Kassidy.

Skye.

Chris.

Kaitlyn.

Alyssa.

A dozen other people I'm forgetting because there's so much shit running through my mind.

I've met some amazing people, and even though I've been through hell, I wouldn't have it any other way.

But still...

I'm a naturally curious person. I can't help but wonder what would've been different...