i heart d.c.

i love d.c. so much that when i leave, sometimes i cry. it's crazy man because i feel like i'm torn between two places. i love alaska, but there is just something about d.c. could it be i feel at home there because my birthplace is near? i had so much fun. i saw a lot of my friends and made some new ones. i am always thankful for these trips because it gives me the opportunity to relax and get my thoughts together.

my spirit is renewed and a sista is happy.

happy holidays.

1 comment:

Celtic Knitter said...

Glad to hear that you are happy! When you say D.C. . . . do you mean Washington, D.C. Sorry, I don't know my American geography very well. :(