friday.

i miss our journal posts. write, write, write. i know i'm to blame too. life has been crazy lately and won't slow down until i absolutely demand it. today i leave for philadelphia to work at a national geographic photo seminar with some of our photographers. i've never met them before, just interviewed them over the phone, so i'm really looking forward to it. i'll get back on sunday night and then move into my studio apartment in dupont on monday morning. THEN i leave for mexico wednesday night. ahhhhhhhh... all good things.. they are all good things.. there's just so much of them, you know?

this morning i saw the presidential motorcade go by. i was standing on the corner of 16th and m (you know the corner, right marie?) and there were motorcycles and ambulances and these huge beefy swat guys with their guns pointed out the window. for just a second i thought, what if i ran right into that traffic? would they shoot me first or would i get hit? a morbid thought. and i swear i'm not depressed. it was just something to ponder at 8 in the morning.