Short and sweet

I realize I've written practically a novel in today's entries alone, so I'll make this short and sweet.

At this time last week, I still had a hard time swallowing the idea that I was moving to D.C. to work and live. It was one of those things where you know it'll happen, but you can't manage to believe it.

Tonight as I ran around the Washington and Lincoln monuments, waived to the White House and waited at a crosswalk while staring at the magestic Capitol, it hit me how damn lucky I am to be here doing what I'm doing.

It feels too good to be true, so I'm going to try my best to savor every moment.