As I write this, I know that I will soon be on an airplane, returning to Boise, Idaho. You see, I've been away for ten days attending the Optimist International Convention in Baltimore and then staying over an extra four days in our nation's capital.
My time in Washington, DC has been hectic. I played the tourist as I jumped on the Metro and traveled short trips to the monuments, the White House and Capitol, and of course the National Mall and Smithsonian Museums. One day I walked in circles in the rain and then the next day I wished for rain as temperatures soared around 100 degrees. I've seen concerts, a festival, walked down Embassy Row, pretended I was a spy and fell in love with The Newseum. It's great to be an American.
I'm going to miss this town. It reminds me of a younger me, the one that wanted to live here right out of college, but somehow failed to make the move. As I walked into my hotel last evening, I heard this playful song and smiled. "We may only have tonight," sang the Plain White T's. That's so true. We have to be sure we make every night count.
Please enjoy the Plain White T's and Rhythm of Love.
