There's something very holistic about sitting on the granite steps that lead up to the Lincoln Memorial, which is where I found myself around sundown. At that point, I'd already spent roughly 30 hours in one of America's greatest cities--Washington D.C. Since then, I've found myself coming to a major conclusion: This D.C. thing (I'm making a reference to the next two months of my life that I have secured in D.C. through The Fund for American Studies, where I am enrolled in the Institute of Philanthropy and Volunteer Service, and am participating in a pretty wicked internship with the Council for Court Excellence.) is real. I'm in the city where bills become legislation, where POTUS probably paces the halls of the White House, where filibusters are the real deal, and people from all over the country and the world come together. I felt and still feel like I can pull off this D.C. thing. I can be a professional and live the D.C. life, whatever that may be. I can make a difference in the city where ideas become actions. So far, I've found D.C. to be perfect, from their eco-friendly bike riders to fashionable youngsters who stroll the streets and can be found at any coffee shop around the corner. I also love, lovee, loveeeeeeee Foggy Bottom and how close it is to all the monuments, and love my fellow "TFASers" who are brilliant, interesting people and are always up for an adventure. Tomorrow begins the workweek and my first trip to George Mason University. Here's to all my best rambles for the night!
With love from Foggy Bottom,
Badria Mryyan
Sightseeing:
(felt like Abe was sending me "gud vibez")
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