Tonight the fiance’s sister was in DC for a student conference, and I was done with the work responsibilities so after a brief nap, we rendezvoused at the Dupont Circle fountain for 19 year old fun. As a former high school nerd, I don’t have a lot of faith in my ability to be hip at 31. But, I think I pulled it off nicely.
We hit up a benefit for peace at the Black Cat, bought some amazing music, pushed our way to the front of the crowd, snuck outside to smoke, and overall had the best all ages music experience I’ve had in a long while. After that, we snagged a cab to Dupont for empanadas which we snacked on sitting on the nearby church steps, watched a drunken frat boy curse the bartender for not serving him, talked philosophy and college and dating and family into the wee small hours, and poured ourselves into late night cabs.
And all of a sudden, to a 19 year old with a nose ring, I’m the coolest person in the world. Which feels like extra gravy on an amazing night. I’m taking myself to bed before the vibes wear off…..