A few years ago, I would wake up on Saturday mornings, drink coffee (that part hasn't changed), and cruise apartments on Craigslist in Washington, DC or even New York City.
I dreamed of living in a high rise with a grocery store in it, and taking the Metro everywhere.
Then, I did it.
And then, I got married and moved out to the suburbs.
Now, I'm a commuter.
I don't have the worst commute, but it would be nice to have those two hours back every day to do something meaningful, or at least - productive.
In the last week, I've gotten TWO speeding tickets from speed cameras in DC.
I am so mad.
Yes, I was speeding, I was breaking the law. I get that.
It's just crazy to me that you can get a ticket for this without a human police officer even being involved.
Then - I read that the DC Mayor is trying to discourage people from driving!?!
Argh! Who is he to decide how I get around?
This - paired with other parts of city life - are really getting on my nerves lately.
So many ways that I have to prove I am who I am before I enter ANYWHERE I go!
I'm sick of it!
Particularly the stupid gate at our apartment complex.
I guess the gate is supposed to make me feel secure, like I live in this nice, "luxury" gated community.
Because THIS is how it makes me feel:
This is not helped by the fact that I travel a lot. So, that means lots more proving who I am, and going through security. And - covering the presidential race brings a lot of that too. The Secret Service likes to know who you are.
All of this has left me feeling like I'm ready to live here:
I want wide open space, where I can come and go as I please, and maybe even speed - just a little - if I want to.