I grabbed a backpack in 1987 and then headed east from Central Texas towards Atlanta, Georgia in search of the same thing I was looking for when moving from my hometown a few years earlier. The same thing that we all, at one time or another search for, and usually find, if not then, shortly afterwards, before finally realizing that we already have true happiness; whether it be in the form of a better job, the right city to live in or a career change. So I left Southeast Texas, where I was born, in Beaumont, a few years earlier, and moved to Austin, in Central Texas, hoping that I would find it there. I would then move from there (Austin) to Atlanta, Georgia, the very next year, then back to Austin, and from there to San Francisco, California, somewhat setting the pace for the journey ahead.