A thrill of nervousness
Some words from Thomas Wolfe that stuck with me this fall:
“Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We’ll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure.”
After months of limbo, I'm settling into a wholly new life in DC. Every day felt like a departure this fall - I said goodbye to friend after friend, an entire way of life, a beautiful region, the sight of Mt. Hood every morning out my window. But y'all, I am stoked to be living in DC.
More soon.