The pain in remembering
Ok, so Vegas was totally amazing. I mean I had a great time. Not in the "I wish I was in Vegas right now" just more of a "that was so great, I'm never going back" way that only Vegas can give you.

I have a million new inside jokes. I miss those college folks. With a certain group of people you develop a new language, words of your own, sentences and phrases of your own. It's a different place. It's almost like family. Ah, I'm nostalgic for things that happened just yesterday.

But nostalgia looks back, as the greeks said, nostalgia is the pain in remembering, the pain of homesickness. I think it's better to look forward. And make sure all of those people who used to be important to me continue to be important.- for years and crazy vacations to come.

The other thing I've noticed about being back home is that Seattle has to be, hands down, the best smelling city in the country. Ok, I'd like to exclude a couple places like Broadway and the Ave, but besides that Seattle smells sweeter than any other city. I'd bet on it.