I’ve been seeing the shape of Texas everywhere. Today I thought I saw it on a sign that said, “Salad Bar,” but that was just a rude sketch of a plant. And yesterday I thought I saw it in some crawling ivy against a wire fence. I’m not going crazy. I just identify the state’s shape with a sense of home and belonging. And for someone to whom the question “Where are you from” requires a 7 sentence answer, the mandalic and healing powers of the Texas outline are sort of a big deal.