You know when you walk in public places, such as the Farmer's Market, and there are just plenty of influencers taking photos of themselves with organic carrots and beets for their feed? The caption is like "I love this town." or "blah blah blah look at me follow gymshark and add me on tiktok" or something like that. It's predictable to say the least. But today at Eastern Market was slightly different. The amount of influencers there? Like, three, maybe. I could count them on one hand! A rarity.
I didn't feel like I was in a city when I was there, either. The people were a lot more toned down. Very chill and normal. Maybe I just wasn't ready for it to be that mundane? A welcome surprise I would say.
DC has been just that. A welcome surprise. Life is simpler here. Take that as you will. There's a vibrancy that you miss coming from a big city. But there's a certain quaintness about a smaller, considerably duller place that you move to. You're not there to impress anybody. You're not there to look good for anyone. You're there for just, you. I stand in solidarity with everyone who moved from somewhere much cooler than DC for themselves and bask in its midness. A wise person once said "sometimes mids do be hittin'", but I counteract that statement with a tweet that I sent out not that long ago that said "you can't romanticize mid", which I kinda what I'm doing now. The duality of man in a few sentences.
Has anybody ever seen Oz? How did that show make it on the air anyway?
