I’ve been in Texas for a month now, and it’s … fine. It’s not bad, just a bit annoying and different. Anyhow, I had dinner with an old friend from college, which was nice. And the internship is going well, which is nice. And, well … that’s about it. I feel like I’m just wasting away and biding time until I get to move back to New York. Everything’s just a bit uncertain this summer, and I don’t feel the same kind of pressure here, which means I don’t have much motivation to do anything. Not a good attitude. Sigh. Gotta fix that.