Pasadena in Texas

I am Texas, and I am exhausted. Not from the sun, not from the heat, but from the sheer, relentless weight of being the Lone Star State the state that birthed the oil boom, the one that gave the world the cowboy, the barbecue, and the very concept of a road that stretches into the horizon, never-ending. Look at this road, this asphalt scar cut through my landscape, a testament to my endless sprawl, a ribbon of concrete where the asphalt hums with the rhythm of my endless highways. See that McDonalds sign, that bright, bold, corporate red? Its not just a sign; its a symbol, a quiet intrusion, a beacon of the very consumerism I am supposed to be rebelling against, a reminder of the very forces that have shaped me and my people into this strange, complex, contradictory creature I am. The sky is heavy, a gray, overcast shroud, the kind that makes you want to pull your hat lower, to shield your eyes from the sheer, unrelenting glare of my sun, which is always there, even when its hidden, even when its hiding behind the clouds. The trees are tall, their leaves thick and green, offering no respite, just more shade, more of the same, more of the relentless, unrelenting, unyielding nature of my land. The cars are moving, a steady, monotonous hum, the sound of my people going about their daily business, of my people driving to the places they are supposed to go, of my people going to the places they are supposed to be, of my people driving to the places they are supposed to be, of my people driving to the places they are supposed to be. I am Texas, and I am exhausted, but I am also alive, and I am still moving, and I am still driving, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am still going, and I am

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