And I’m back. Sorry for being gone so long, but there were reasons. I am officially a resident of Washington, DC. At moments, I kind of freak out and question what the hell I’m doing, but my parents (who are still in Southern Maryland. They leave tomorrow and then, well, I guess it’s real…) and family have been unbelievably supportive and encouraging. My brother John (“The John”) and sis Juge in particular think this is the best thing I could’ve done and both agree that the opportunity to redefine myself should be seen as a great gift. It is true that starting over feels incredibly liberating — free from the mythology of who I was believed to be in my previous town, I’m feeling sort of like a blank slate. The writer in me is excited…
Pops was a bit concerned (but not overly. He just thinks I need to be on my toes) when he saw the new neighborhood and with reason. The several blocks of houses that comprise my neighborhood are actually lovely and inhabited by good folks — one dude walks his dog around wearing a bike helmet as a winter hat. Cracks me up — but the main thoroughfare at the top of the hill that defines the northern edge of the neighborhood is really sketchy. Really sketchy. I’ve done a fair bit of walking around trying to familiarize myself with things and I can say it is my great good fortune that the bus stops really close to my house and I’ll be taking cabs at night if I have to be further downtown without my car. I also made an acquaintance in a dance class I dropped in on down the road who lives within walking distance of me and is very familiar with the city. She used to live in my neighborhood and was giving me tips on how to negotiate the streets and what to be aware of. She also told me that the little pizza joint up the street from my house serves the best pizza in the city. After having a small pie for lunch the other day I believe it. And they deliver. Nice. Also, she seems very cool and creative and interesting and reminds me of my dance friends back home. So the potential friend factor is there. Here’s hoping.
In any event, I’m settling in and getting back to a routine so just bear with me. I haven’t even done any Christmas shopping or sent out any cards. I’m so behind…And, now that I’ve bored you to tears, here’s this little gem for the reading. I want a t-shirt that says “I *heart* Propaganda”.
Also, just discovered this band. Thanks for the gmail status tip Gracie.