San Jose, California
I used to lay in the grass of my parents backyard and gaze at the huge New Mexico clouds that rolled by. I'd wonder who I was supposed to be in the world and what would on be my path. I would dream of far away places and think how exciting it would be to go and experience foreign cultures. I guess it was probably the silly movies and romance novels that set it off. Seeing the love my parents had for each other, I knew that there was a great love out there in th...