I'm in love
Tonight, I was walking home from a friend's apartment. The air was nice and cool, and I found myself lost in thought. Along the way, I heard my name. I looked up to find my old college roommate's cousin. Get that? Haha.
We chit chatted for a few minutes and I walked away happy. I love running into people I know on the street. It makes me feel at home and like I belong in this city. As I continued towards the metro, I just looked around and realized how in love with this city I actually am. My love for DC rivals my love for Austin. It's so weird to feel so at home and yet so not at home in both places at any given time. So there it is... Washington, DC -- I love you. For all of your faults and high rent, I love you. (Austin -- I still love you too)
High on my love for the city, I walked down in the metro excited that my train was coming in only a few minutes. As I walked down the platform, I looked across to the other side. In the distance, there was a guy sitting, waiting, listening to music. I thought he looked a little like the boy, but concluded that he looked a little taller and I didn't think the boy had shoes like that. I looked back up at the train sign, then back at the maybe boy. When I looked back, I was greeted with a huge smile. It was him.
He got up and walked to the edge of the platform. We stood there, stupid grins on our face, and had a small convo. His train was coming, so we said goodbye. I watched as he boarded his train, catching eyes and exchanging a few more goofy smiles. As his train pulled away, he blew me a kiss.
The rest of my commute, I had my goofy smile plastered on my face until I could get off the train and talk to him.
It made me fall in love with the city just a little bit more.
We chit chatted for a few minutes and I walked away happy. I love running into people I know on the street. It makes me feel at home and like I belong in this city. As I continued towards the metro, I just looked around and realized how in love with this city I actually am. My love for DC rivals my love for Austin. It's so weird to feel so at home and yet so not at home in both places at any given time. So there it is... Washington, DC -- I love you. For all of your faults and high rent, I love you. (Austin -- I still love you too)
High on my love for the city, I walked down in the metro excited that my train was coming in only a few minutes. As I walked down the platform, I looked across to the other side. In the distance, there was a guy sitting, waiting, listening to music. I thought he looked a little like the boy, but concluded that he looked a little taller and I didn't think the boy had shoes like that. I looked back up at the train sign, then back at the maybe boy. When I looked back, I was greeted with a huge smile. It was him.
He got up and walked to the edge of the platform. We stood there, stupid grins on our face, and had a small convo. His train was coming, so we said goodbye. I watched as he boarded his train, catching eyes and exchanging a few more goofy smiles. As his train pulled away, he blew me a kiss.
The rest of my commute, I had my goofy smile plastered on my face until I could get off the train and talk to him.
It made me fall in love with the city just a little bit more.