seattle has stolen our hearts.
and now i miss this face.
i've always dreamed about living in a place like seattle. a place where thick grey clouds touch down to busy sidewalks. where the weather forecast predicts a rainy day schedule 365 days a year. a place with a little culture.
i wish to wake in the mornings to a light fog blanketing our front lawn. i wish for green trees. i wish for a downtown. i wish for more than a month of sweater weather.
i wish they would of taken us with them.
i envy their change.
i envy the newness they get to experience. i envy the culture they now play a small part of. i envy the lessons they'll learn from solitude.
i envy their escape.