Forks. . .yes I hear you.

One year ago in April me and my bff ventured out on a road trip up to Washington and Oregon. It was an amazing trip and I fell in love. Washington is such a beautiful place that when it was time to leave I dreaded it. Since the trip Washington, Forks in particular, have always been on my mind. I LOVE Seattle but it didn't have half the pull that Forks ended up having for me. (note: this is not a Twilight thing and Twilight has NOTHING to do with my love for Forks although yes it was the reason we stopped there) From the minute I saw the quaint streets, the beautiful forests, the coast line (La Push) I was sold. Sitting on the porch of a little resort off the Quillayute River I felt a sense of peace. I felt completely at ease. . .happy even. This has since been the place I go back to when I need a 'happy place' Forks is my happy place.



Between work and my personal life in the last 9 years I haven't had a whole lot of peace. . .my life was (and sometimes still is) a stressful mess. So, when I say I was at peace it is a HUGE thing. More than being at peace though, I felt like I was home, only to no home that I have ever known. I normally prefer the hussle and bussle of the big city, but Forks is anything but...it is a tiny city. No fast food restaurants, one grocery store (that also doubles as clothing store), no department stores. No modern conveniences that make life fast and easy, nothing that I had always thought was one of my pre-requisites for living anywhere. When I had to leave I literally felt homesick. . . a feeling that still continues to this day. As crazy as it may sound I feel Forks calling to me. It calls to every fiber of my being and I know I have to go back. Some may not understand why I love it so much and why I have this huge need to go back. . .yes need not want. But the truth of the matter is I don't care if anyone understands because it isn't even something I fully understand myself. Anyways just had to take a few minutes to right this down because the longing was starting to become to much to bottle up.