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Veni, vidi, vici

The Washington Monument from 15th St.
Every so often, I take a wrong turn and something like this will remind me just exactly where I am. This was taken before 7 a.m. this morning on my way into the office.

If it’s not obvious yet, I’m absolutely thrilled to be here. But when the adrenaline wears off, the situation I’m in is an incredibly unforgiving one.

My family’s two thousand miles away. I just worked a 13-hour day my fourth day on the job after three hours of sleep the night before. My first project had to have more done on it by other people than it did by me, because I’m just not good enough (yet). I haven’t eaten a real meal in days; I just ate a lukewarm sandwich from CVS (the only open place I could find) and am hoping I don’t get food poisoning from it. I got to DC in time for a record-breaking heat wave. I’ve lost a good friend. I got lost in the rain on my way home tonight, I missed my train by seconds because I’d lost my ID/metro card, and the next train was delayed.

I’m tired, I’m hungry, I’m mentally and emotionally worn out, yet all I want to do is stand on the steps of the Lincoln and yell, “I’M IN FUCKING WASHINGTON DC, BITCHES!”

Published in A Cowgirl in D.C.

3 Comments

  1. Donna Golden

    Donna Golden

    I feel for you too~ your post seriously makes me want to take the 5 hour drive from Connecticut and cook you an amazingly healthy and delicious breakfast, lunch and dinner with lots of coffee and desserts (note: dessert is plural)! Change always seems the most difficult in the beginning with so much ahead to learn and new people to meet, and at the same time, so much left behind. Take good care of yourself, get rest and indulge in the amazing experiences of being in D.C. You’re doing amazing things! Thankfully, you are blessed with a fantastic sense of humor and a good perspective…hold onto these. Warm thoughts coming your way.

    • Heather

      Heather

      Aww, thank you. It’s really good to hear that from someone who’s got enough perspective on this to tell me it won’t always be this discombobulating. I’m just trying to appreciate each moment for what it is. (More of those moments involve real food now, thankfully, heh.)

      I’m amazed at how much of a community I have on the internet. I think that’s part of why I’m not afraid to pick up and leave: Wherever I go, the support network I have on the Net will still be there. Mom’s a Facebook chat away, just like she was when I was at ASU or the Collegian. Folks like you and Leslie-Jean are there on Twitter. Other friends that I’ve known since high school are on IM. It’s really an amazingly freeing thing, and so mindblowing to think about!

  2. Heather

    Heather

    Thanks! Chocolate for dinner can’t be bad, right? I saw you just had your first piece published! :-D

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