‘US Capitol’
courtesy of ‘specimenlife’
The question should be easy to answer, it is a personal one, but it isn’t. It has become quite hard, and I am left with nothing to do but try. At times I find it hard to love a place that is as unsure of itself as DC, but then I find myself driving on its streets and seeing row houses next to marble buildings next to modern commercial zones and realize something. DC’s beauty and identity comes from its unsure nature.
It might be easier to answer the question if I think of the times I haven’t been in DC. After I went away to college the plan wasn’t to return to DC it was to stay in the southern part of Virginia or move to the Tidewater area. Much quieter places with a more laid back feel. None of the rush and worry that comes with city life, but that didn’t pan out and I found myself back in this area.