For the last few years people have been coming into my life continuously who have some connection to Iowa: either moving there, moving from there, grew up there, etc. Living in California, this is sort of a big coincidence. Each of these people has ignited either a little or a lot of hope in me and each time it has been disappointed. I used to say Iowa owed me something and I was waiting for it to pay up, now I wonder if it just hates my guts and what I might have ever done to it. Another chance is coming up, we'll see what happens.