Nothing Gold

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. -Robert Frost

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Location: Arlington, Virginia, United States

I am a white American middle class suburban housewife trying desperately to tell herself that that is not who she is. One time I was a glowing young ruffian. Oh my God it was a million years ago.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

Places and People

I haven't blogged in a long time, and I feel bad, but what do I say? I miss you? duh. That's the understatement of the year. I really miss you. You keep showing up in my dreams. I had a dream the other night that Schuyler and Mick and I were hanging out at some bar talking. I had a dream last night that I was at some family reunion with my aunts and uncles and Mike and Stacy showed up and I flipped out. I was so happy to see them that I cried and screamed and stuff. I was in Seattle with Levi this past week for my dad's 50th birthday and part of me thought that I was going to be going home to DC at the end of it. I was really excited to see Schuyler when we got back, but it didn't feel right going home to Michigan.
Michigan is not too bad, it's really fine. The summers are supposed to be nice. People that are from here think it's the best place in the entire world. I guess it has that in common with Seattle. But really, c'mon, there is no comparison. I guess they haven't been to Seattle. I love it there. I always feel a sense of homecoming when I go there. I love how green everything is and how friendly the people are. And by the end of a week there, I start to smell like fish from eating so much of it. It does seem to be changing a little. Getting a little fussier and more pretentious. I hope that stops. Of course that could be because I spent the week in Kirkland. But, despite Seattle being the best place in the world, I'd rather be in DC. When it comes down to it, you can always visit the beautiful places. I'd rather live in Texas or South Carolina or Moses Lake with the Common Table Folks than in San Francisco, Portland or Seattle without them.