My town was featured in an article in the New York Times. It's a little silly, I know, but I'm kind of excited about it. I've lived here nearly four years. In one more year, I will have lived here longer than I've ever lived anywhere in my life.
In an earlier post, I talked about home. There are certainly a lot of days when this place is starting to feel like home, too. I've made a lot of very significant friendships. I can drive through this maze of streets that were built before anyone was thinking about urban planning without even getting lost. And now, when I read about this odd little unknown town of 16,000 people in the New York Times, I find myself kind of proud.