I drove through a small Texas town last summer. Everyone stared when I got out of my car — not in a curious way, but like I didn’t belong. I’m Latina, born in Chicago, but a store clerk still said, “You’re not from around here, are you?” I smiled, but inside I froze. It’s strange traveling your own country and feeling like a foreigner. The BBQ was good, the sky was endless, but the silence after that question still burns hotter than the Texas sun. #Travel #Race