I moved to D.C. because I wanted to work in the arts. I’ve stayed mostly because of my community. I live in a big city – well, to be fair, D.C. is small potatoes compared with LA, NY, and Chicago, but we’re at least a major metropolitan center. The funny thing is it doesn’t feel very big. When I first moved here, I did a fair amount of exploring, but I find myself these days leaving my neighborhood less and less. In fact when I think about it, my social life these last two weeks has been busy and fun filled, yet I didn’t leave my neighborhood at all. I had a date at a restaurant, met a friend for coffee, met another group of friends for drinks at a pub, went to a party, watched The Walking Dead with a couple of buddies, and went to an empanada-making workshop. I don’t think it took me more than 3 minutes to walk or bike to any of these things.
When I hear people complain about big cities being lonely places, it occurs to me that they’ve never lived in one for more than a year or two. My favorite thing about my life is the sense of belonging I have here, which is terribly ironic because I stick out like a sore thumb. Continue reading »