Old Stompin' Grounds

Every time I visit Bellingham, Wash. my mind is flooded with memories of my college days—my old boyfriends, midnight hikes along the train tracks, many late nights spent talking till the wee hours... there are so many good memories. My sister lives and goes to school at WWU now and this weekend my mom and I paid her a visit. Bellingham has changed in the past four years, but it has definitely kept its charm.

It’s a strange feeling to go back to a place that was perfect for a period in time. Years have passed but all the fond memories remain (lucky for me). I've felt a little trapped in my own little land of nostalgia lately. The Northwest is such a beautiful place and everytime I look around I'm reminded of that. Ah, but I'm ready for a change. I’m not sure when I’ll be back to Bellingham, the“city of subdued excitement,” but I look forward to it.