American optimism

One thing I love about America is its optimism and general 'can do' attitude. Nothing particularly triggered this but is an observation I've made. Friends have made commented that the blog is a tad negative.

When I first arrived, I felt that saying 'awesome' for things I felt were merely ok, or good was over the top. Now I am a convert. It's a feel good word. It expresses a sense of comraderie, appreciation and if it makes me giggle that I can do something mundane and someone writes back 'awesome' - then hell yeah - why not.

I guess it doesn't have to be reserved for the second coming of Christ which in its true sense - may inspire awe - but perhaps we all can, so yeah -read on, it's awesome.

Street conversation

Downtown DC. An old black man starts talking to me as I head to Macy's (one day sale - who can resist.) I decided to try and write it up as it was the most brilliant example of a soliquey I've heard in a long time.

"They find the bodies, you know. Frozen. That's why I don't drink. When you drink, it keeps you warm but when you body temperature drops to 17 degrees, you freeze. It opens you up. No resistance."

PAUSE. SIGH.

"That's why they have the trucks in New York and DC. The thing is...people that are sleeping go hide. And sometimes they die. And then nobody, nobody finds them. For a long time. But they're dead. No question. And when they find them, they take them away."

Sad, eloquent and lost but probably true.

Obama wins!

Love this. Love the fact that a good man, with a fine heart, was elected by a country that has, let's be honest, had lapses in judgement in the past! Fun to be living in DC  - the most political city in the world on November 6th, 2012.

Aha - creativity returns

For some us, writing and being creative is a sign of healthy emotional balance. I couldn't write for a long time, I had nothing of interest to say, was drained, tired, 'over it all.' But thanks to improvisation classes, finding some new artsy friends, going to have more 'artist dates' with myself, the Bard has returned - whoohooo! And, now I have nothing to say except all this time in, I still sound very English, I still say 'knickers and pants interchangably' and not 'underwear' and trousers for 'pants' -wow that gets confusing. I am midst a love-hate relationship with DC  - like all cities and oh -wait up IT'S AN ELECTION tomorrow. What a time to be here. Let's hope they choose right.