It's the beginning of week four of my NYC summer adventure. As you can tell, I'm a pretty lousy blogger. Writing everyday is not something I have yet been addicted to, but in time, maybe?
Anywho...the start of this week finds me riding on a wonderful bus (so far, Bolt Bus RULES!) to the District known as Columbia, residing in Washington. I had lived just outside of DC for about a year, in 2001 and it was a great time. It feels like my second home.
Now, there are all these bus lines that offer direct service to DC, Boston, Philly, and whatnot for ridiculously cheap prices from NYC. I have some friends still in DC and since I have an endless amount of time, I currently am en route to visit them and the political stomping grounds. I do feel guilty for some reason, for going on this jaunt. Like I'm avoiding some kind of responsibility or something. However, that is not the case; I squared things away with those I needed to do so with.
Well alright. I think there could be more, but I'm not writing how I think. Time for a break.
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