Tuesday March 12 2013

Black Plates. Source unknown.[i]

Waking up around 1 p.m. my usual sleep-in awakening time.

Cinnamon Oatmeal with Brown Sugar, Banana, and Milk. Coffee with Honey.

Organizing events online for when I go to Russia next week.

Picking up Josiah and Anthony at the U-Haul place near Rosemont Road. They just finished moving Josiah’s belongings to his new place in Norfolk.

Organizing things and other miscellaneous tasks.

Barbecue Garlic Salmon with Peppers, Snow Peas, Onions, Mushrooms, and Couscous.

8 p.m. I hit the road to DC. I’ve got to pick up my passport back from the visa application center, and hopefully it has my visa in it too. Unfortunately, Rachel and Wyatt are moving from Alexandria today so I don’t have a place to sleep with them. But I contacted Katie Tuebner, the only other person I know that lives in the same area.


It’s been about two and a half hours and I’m almost there. I thought I could get through without any traffic issues but noooooooo, I can’t. Bumper-to-bumper just before the 395/495 changeover. There’s a reason I prefer to do overnight driving through DC. But even after 11 it’s bad.


Finally I arrive at Katie’s house in Arlington. She lives with 7 other people in quite a big house. It’s quiet. We sip on champagne with mugs and talk about the growing fading years of being a late twenty something and the rejuvenating feeling of being independent. It’s interesting because we only know each other through mutual friends and have only really hung out face to face maybe two times. But we’re strangely connected because an ex of hers and Margot had hooked up during a fragile time in my life, as well as her life. We had conversed online trying to get the facts straight while all this was going on but haven’t stayed in touch much. The more we talk this evening the more I see that she’s a warm and inviting soul. She’s seeing a guy now so there isn’t any kind of tension like that going on between her and I. Everything is casual.  

It’s a little after 2 a.m. and I’m left to the couch to sleep.

[i] Black Plates. Source unknown.

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