You have something in your teeth

Once upon a time, a girl moved to a small town in a large state. Though, the girl had no real desire to move there or to spend any extended amount of time in this town, The Man told her she must, so she stayed for 5 years. The first few weeks of her sentence were filled with tears. How could anyone live happily in a town with a sub-par Target and only one Starbucks? Why was The Man so cold and heartless?

Then one day the girl met nice friends. And those nice friends had nice friends. And soon the girl was not bothered so much by the lack of good shopping, or the abundance of wind, or the absence of culture. She was happy with her friends. Before she knew it her sentence was complete and she was free to go. As she drove away, she smiled at all the memories and all the nice friends that she had made. Mostly she smiled because she thought she would never have to live in that windy, insufficiently caffeinated town again.

"Ha Ha!" said The Man a few years later and exiled her again to the land of unmet shopping needs. But this time, she would not let the town suck out her will to live because she remembered what nice friends she had made last time and, what luck!, some of those friends were back in the small town too. And those nice friends had nice friends. One sunny Sunday while eating a salad with her nice friends of nice friends, the girl discovered a smile. In her salad. Made out of cilantro. And it made her think that you can find a smile in any situation. Even here, with the stupid wind.