It has finally hit me. Sweating. Nervous. Shaking. Loss of Breath. Tonight is my last night in the Woodner - an apartment building on 16th and Spring NW, Washington DC. And as such... tonight is my last official night as a DC resident. I haven't finished cleaning or packing. I still have a large corner desk in the apartment that I don't know what to do with. I find myself wondering, at this late hour, why I decided I needed a change in the first place. Sometimes, I can't remember. I know in my heart that this is something I had planned for a long time. I thought it out. Discussed the plan with those close to me... yet at this late hour, I find myself ill prepared and scared.
Nonetheless, it is time for me to say goodbye, Mr Woodner. The building that gave my mom a job in the early 70's. The building that housed me and my cousin and my sister. Goodbye. Thank you for the 16th street view. I will never -ever forget.
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Fear not kb. Togo or not togo, that is the question... It is also the answer. What ever fond memories you have of the Woodner will soon be eclipsed by memories of West Africa.
I think I felt the same way when it was my last night in my room on 18th street. but, it's time for some change.
you are really leaving... you will be missed. you have been missed. when do you go to ky?
VIVA LA WOODNER!
Thanks for the encouragement, friends. I am in Southern MD at my cousins house relaxing now. Going to the beach today. Playing with the kids. T
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