Thu
Jun
30
DC.
A city where people unselfconsciously tell you they’d rather live someplace else.
Welcome to the land of the one-year lease. The Zipcar. Furniture left on the curb. Capital Bikeshare. Multiple and competing goodbye-parties, on the same Saturday. A place where neighborhoods rebrand themselves with posters and coats of paint. Here, we build a transient happiness. Memory is thin, and change, inevitable. Turnover is part of the charm.
You’ll gladly offer your number at an Alma Mater Happy Hour. But with a caveat: you’ll be out of town the next few weekends. Sleeping on a couch. In any other city.
