The District sleeps alone tonight
Okay, I’ve pretty much bailed on my Tai Chi class. In a word (or two) – it sucked. So I think I will return to Qigong and go back to feeling good about the world of healing martial arts (not sure if that is the official term – ah well, it’s the term I like anyhow).
I should be working on a website, but instead I felt the urge to write. I was flipping though online images of Washington DC earlier for one of my presentations and it got me thinking about my time living there. I have kind of a weird relationship with DC. On the one hand, it was one of the roughest times of my life and on the other, one of the best. I guess after going through hell with that city and coming out relatively unscathed, I felt on somewhat intimate terms with our nation’s capital. However, my heart just wasn’t in it, and alas, I had to leave. Hopefully she does not bear any resentment towards me for that. In a way, I think we reached an unspoken understanding when I left.
I might be going in the spring, but oh my god how wonderful it would be to visit in the fall. It is gorgeous – gorgeous I tell you! I cannot compare it to New England, as I have only been there once and that was when I was quite small and oblivious to these things, but it truly is beautiful to drive through Northern Virginia when the leaves are a thousand different shades of orange and red. Maybe one day. For now, I think I will just be happy to go back for a visit.