Sometime I feel like I live my life in ‘what if’ statements. What if I had applied myself more in college? What if I had stayed at SFA? What if I had done the full four years of high school, instead of just three? What If I had dated that guy back then? What if? What if? What if?
And this is the point where I should write. While it’s still fresh in my mind and I have things to say. I should be writing, but my mind is half in this really good Captain America fanfic. When am I not waist-deep in a Captain America fanfic? I should be writing them at this point. However, I have resigned myself to being a newly converted Hulk fan. I suggest you all read Planet Hulk.
In any case, I should finish telling you all about Chicago, it was a complete departure from Houston.