DC both attracts and repels me. On paper it has everything I’d like in a city, and it’s undeniably a very nice one. It’s just alienating in a way Baltimore and Philadelphia aren’t. Some say I’d like parts of NOVA and I can see why, but even that’s a weird adjunct that feels off
my life is so stagnant. every day i wake up and read and read, stories and thoughts fill my brain and slosh over but what's the point when they do nothing? when there's no goal, no direction, no destination
Oh it’s a class signifier? A marker of a low status, low net worth individual? Is it a middling IQ trait? Surely it’s America B coded… Please tell us where this falls on the bell curve, we’re dying to know!