I'm here to s(t)ay

It's been 4 weeks to the day since I've stepped onto District of Columbia soil. DC has been good to me. It's opened a lot of sets of eyes I alternate within me. Realizations that will forever change (for the good and bad) me. I want to help, I want to save. "No you can't, who the hell are you?" "Yes you can, you have the potential to change universes."

Since I've slowly accustomed my leisurely EP pace into faster, get-out-of-my-way-you-dammed-tourists state of mind, I have come to believe that I am a child of chameleon tendencies. I thought I was able to quickly adapt to my surroundings back home in EP, but here, oh my gawd, I am becoming a master jedi of rapid change. Surprise? Well, that's another story. Surprise change? Ok, you're losing me.

I found an article recently on thoughtcatolog.com about being a 20-something living in DC and living through life's little joy's, disappointments, regrets, a-ha moments, etc, etc etc, yadda yadda yadda whatever we quarter-lifer's are going through. "Drink with Republicans. Make out with
Liberals. See more diversity than you ever have in your entire life living back home....Feel disconnected to the reason you came here. Get frustrated with D.C. traffic, slow metros, bad neighborhoods, expensive cost of living, and overall insanity....End your pseudo relationship back home. See couples on the street and stare at them like zoo animals. Everyone is too young for that here. Not really, just more self involved. Question your life path...." http://thoughtcatalog.com/2011/how-to-live-in-washington-dc/

And with that thought I leave you. Appreciate where you are, who you're with, the moment where you look down at your hands and feet and then look up and realize the sky you're looking at is not the same back home.