Man...I ran across this photo of Nevada City yesterday
and for some reason, it just made me miss that place...it's just been stuck in my mind all day.
Don't get me wrong here folks, there was a lot left in them hills that I am happy to be rid of. But I guess it's the good that is continuing to stick with me through the years since I left. It's an odd feeling to realize that a place I thought I hated so much, could seemingly call out to me. It's okay now. I think so much of what I thought mattered...doesn't, or not in the ways that I thought. There's still pain, but it became part of me so long ago that I don't think I would be who I am without it. For better or worse. I blamed Nevada City.
It's just a place.