Can’t wait to get back to DC. These last two weeks are going to be the best yet! MEOWWW
A picture on the wall, pretty as can be
A picture on the wall, hangs silently
This picture on the wall, means nothing more to me
Than what this picture on the wall will ever see
At times I will dance and float about the room,
Laughing and singing, fluttering, I swoon
Occasionally glancing at this picture who stares,
It seems, hopefully, longingly out into the life that I bear
But she is nothing but a picture that hangs on the wall
Unable to speak or say anything at all
But I suppose I don’t know this for a fact
Because I’ve never been this picture hanging on the wall, staring back
Well, I can’t even begin to tell you how much your thoughtful words have already boosted my morale. Thank you. It has been quite a change from Colorado, but it isn’t suppose to be Colorado. ( I am used to wide open space as you can see in my picture ha) But I am absorbing all the things this city has to offer. Again, thanks for the kind words and thanks for the follow!
What a lovely afternoon kayaking, picnicking and napping along the Potomac. Now for an evening filled with debauchery and bad decisions.
Oh, anywhere the planet is willing to accept me.
Hey all you beautiful people,
So, I’ve been behind in posting, as I am sure all of my 4 followers have noticed…
Real Tumblr celebrity over hur, I knooo.
But please forgive me, I have been up to my chin in chaos, feelings, work, readings and ABC family. What can I say, my parents raised me to be a well rounded intellectual. But I’ve noticed during the times where I have the most to write about, I tend to not write anything at all.
AS many of you know, I have been having a difficult time adjusting to everything that comes with being an unpaid, underage intern in DC. Being from Colorado, I had a certain perspective on the world that is so vastly different from the perspectives most people out here adopt. It is hard explaining the complexity of my feelings at times, because often I am not even sure I have the words to describe them. DC is a beautiful, diverse, culturally rich, historically deep city, offering many things that Colorado cannot. I am happy to be here, learning so much about myself and my role in it, though I spent the better part of my day looking through my ex-roommate’s (it was a messy split, I dont want to talk about it) photos of Boulder.
Here, I’ve often felt like I was the only one rooting in my corner. AS melodramatic as that sounds, emotions tend to intensify when you are thrown into a situation that is uncomfortable and new. However, halfway finished here, I have already learned many important life skills that I hadn’t had before.
1. Read between the lines- people are often testing you, without you ever knowing. At times, especially in the city, you have to have your guard up, accompanied with a smile. Diplomacy is real.
2. Don’t take things too personally- Everyone is fucking crazy. And everyone knows you can’t reason with crazy.
3. Carbs are cheap, fruit is not- Now I truly understand how impoverished people can be fat and hungry. SHit food is cheap, good food is not. This needs to change.
4. Listen and Observe- There is a wealth of knowledge to be absorbed in this city. Connections to make, opportunities to take ahold of. If you are talking too much you may just miss it. I’ve learned more from observing at my internship than anything that I’ve done myself.
5. Appreciate Colorado, its God’s country- Colorado is a special, special place. Not until I went to college, and even more so when I came here, I have come to appreciate everything that Colorado represents. I realize just how Colorado I am. For all you who are itching to get out, don’t wish your time away!
There you have it.
Though I may be missing home, my time here is gradually getting easier as I find myself adapting to this never ending chaos. I am getting used to the sounds of planes flying above, sirens going off, cars impatiently honking all the fucking time, people pushing but I am learning to embrace it, it is all just part of the ambiance. It is an experience, or “an adventure” as my dad would say.
People have frequently asked me if I regret coming out here. And my answer is a definite, “Absolutely not.” I knew it was going to be hard, though I didn’t know it was going to be this hard. But rarely do we know much of anything in life. I am trying to heed to my own advice and not wish this time away because I can recognize the growth that is happening within me. At times my back aches and my feet hurt, sometimes even my hip joints feel a little stiff, but I realize that it is only just growing pains. It feels uncomfortable, unnatural and even miserable at times, but I know that it is the only way that it can be done.
Anyway, that is all the time I have for now, or all my very full bladder will allow me. I am currently staked out in front of a Starbucks, crossing my legs as try to finish this up. I miss you all desperately, and I can say that without any shame. But I am here, and I am here with a goal in mind. But please don’t forget about me out here.
XOXO times infinity,