A Washingtonian Still

Well here I am. I have officially transitioned from West Coast to East Coast. Three hours ahead, and 2800 miles apart. It's amazing to think of all the places I've seen.

And now I am in the nation's capitol. My first impressions are stately. Buildings do not exceed 130 feet, making for one of the lowest skylines in America. Clearly dominated by the monuments and the parks. Greenery is everywhere, pedestrians are everywhere, and life is everywhere. The city pulsates with the ebs and flows of morning and evening rush. Vehicles, security, trains and all.

I work on the 7th floor of a lavish office building. All the amenities are modern, clean, and crisp. My apartment is older, but still functional and a great place to live. The neighborhood is green, friendly, and ridiculously urban and gentrified. I don't know quite how to feel about that, possibly more on that later.

I am so amazingly privileged. I have a family that loves and supports me, friends who do the same, and a killer sense of adventure to lead me to new places. Once again in my life I feel as if though I'm awake, and I am really enjoying the past, present, and moment. I feel like me again, and I am so grateful for that.

Lafayette and the White House

This blog will archive my six months in the nations capitol. My goal is to experience all I can while I live here, and to make in roads to future places and areas where I may want to work. I'm putting the fact that I am only here until November out of my mind for now. I feel at capacity again, and that my life is once again on track for greatness and experience.