the last page of my journal from december 2007. my last trip to dc:"going back to the place that made me."get off the chinatown bus. know exactly where the metro is, but have forgotten all my metro navigational skills. have to look at the map to find columbia heights. at least i remember to keep my card handy to swipe it again as i exit. i'm not a total lost cause.
flashback to 17 year old me being super intimidated by the subway. dc was hard. ny was unfathomable. now the dc stops seem so few and far between. the whole world changes after living in ny.
sara and i used to say "red line to shady grove" when something was sketchy freshman year. i'm seeing her today or tomorrow for the first time in over ten years. my LA lady.
paris, london, boston, dc, ny. in the past 2 years i've found my way through all their train systems. alone.
at kyle's apartment, best guy friend from college. he's off skiing in CO. new place that i've never been to in the same neighborhood as his old place. big, posh. a far cry from my digs in bushwick. or his last place for that matter.
time to hit the museums and record stores on this chilly morning south of the mason/dixon...
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