As I sat on the train on my way, I wondered what I would be like a year from now?
Would I still avert my eyes from making eye contact on the train? Walk in a fast pace like I have somewhere to be?
Would I forever run up the left side of the escalator? Would I remain unphased when metro trains are filled so tightly you can't get in or out ? Or when traffic is bumper to bumper at 7am?
Would I know blink an eye when my drink bill is $10 a drink and that is the special?
Would I hesitate to visit my friend's house less than 5 miles away because it would take me 45 minutes to drive and park? Would I still be writing so many zeros on my rent check?
Or maybe I will speak to everyone I pass. I might sit outside and wave at all the Black people that drive past. I may walk like I have nowhere to go, not even bat an eye when my whole drink bill is $10. Go see my friends everyday.
But then maybe I will complain about the lack of intelligent, college educated people? I might wonder what I was going to do when there is absolutely nothing going on. I might wish for more options for jobs, or restaurants or activities. I might wish to live somewhere that was a huge mixing pot of people and cultures. I might miss being in a room with 25 different cultures for a meeting at my job. I might wish for a higher, paying job even though everything is so much cheaper.
I wonder who I will be in a year.....
DC-isms.....
Would I still avert my eyes from making eye contact on the train? Walk in a fast pace like I have somewhere to be?
Would I forever run up the left side of the escalator? Would I remain unphased when metro trains are filled so tightly you can't get in or out ? Or when traffic is bumper to bumper at 7am?
Would I know blink an eye when my drink bill is $10 a drink and that is the special?
Would I hesitate to visit my friend's house less than 5 miles away because it would take me 45 minutes to drive and park? Would I still be writing so many zeros on my rent check?
Or maybe I will speak to everyone I pass. I might sit outside and wave at all the Black people that drive past. I may walk like I have nowhere to go, not even bat an eye when my whole drink bill is $10. Go see my friends everyday.
But then maybe I will complain about the lack of intelligent, college educated people? I might wonder what I was going to do when there is absolutely nothing going on. I might wish for more options for jobs, or restaurants or activities. I might wish to live somewhere that was a huge mixing pot of people and cultures. I might miss being in a room with 25 different cultures for a meeting at my job. I might wish for a higher, paying job even though everything is so much cheaper.
I wonder who I will be in a year.....
DC-isms.....
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