It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...a couple weeks late...

Hickory, NC got its first real snow last night. We got three or four inches. 

Woah.

Me being from Washington state, I am very used to snow all the time. When I moved here, I realized that we wouldn't get snow on a regular basis. 

This made me sad. 

There is something about the snow that is . . . I'm not sure. Therapeutic maybe? Watching it puts me in a trance. Walking it in does the same. The world slows down when the snow falls. 

This was a phenomena that I missed dearly. And I didn't realize it until last night. 

I belong on the west coast. That is it. Some would argue that the North East has snow as well. I've been there. Not. All. That. Great.

I need to go back where there is nature and cities. Where the cold is a blistering cold. Where the snow falls in feet. Where the rain is consistent. Where I'm happy. 

I need to go back to Washington. 

With my college decision coming up, all the colleges I applied to and got into are in the Pacific Northwest (WSU, U of O, and Gonzaga).

Where should I go?

Washington State has the education that I need. U of O has the campus and surrounding area. And Gonzaga has the sports and Spokane. 

They all have their pluses. They all have their minuses. 

I suppose I will end up following the snow. I will go to the place that makes the world slow down. That allows me to relax, but have fun as well. 

But for now, I'm going to enjoy the only snow I will see all year.