Something About the Gray

Driving into the office today I had the sudden urge to just keep going West. I get this feeling randomly, but I think I may have just nailed down exactly why and when it comes on. There is something about the clouds in varying shades of gray that remind me of Oregon and makes me ache for home. I would never trade a New England Fall or Spring for that matter, but the gray clouds will always remind me of Oregon and make me miss home.