All The Small Things

I still feel like I am just visiting D.C. Better yet, I feel like I embarking on another four-year whirlwind of mayhem that is college and will return to NYC for summer break. This all still feels to wildly temporary. I have to consciously remind myself that I live here, that I am a resident of D.C.

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We Need To Get You One

In South Korea, the first question Koreans ask is, “What’s your blood type?”

In D.C., the first question people ask is, “Do you have a bike?”

It feels like some sort of cult that no one warned me about. I guess I need to get a bike. I mean, everyone tells me I need to get one. I don’t know how I feel about that.