DC report #1: Yesterday, I spent the whole long day traveling to get to DC-- my home for four years from 1995-1999. I haven't been back since I left during the summer of 1999. I didn't enjoy living here in DC and was happy to leave. But I have missed my friends and former co-workers and such.

Staying at my wonderful friend Jasa's home during my visit. He's the greatest guy. Very down to earth and calm. Sometimes I wish I could be more like him; he doesn't seem to let anything get to him. He's always just mellow.

Was able to spend some time yesterday with the always sweet and incredibly intelligent Martin; he picked me up from the airport.

I was also able to have brunch with gorgeous Frank today and briefly saw my dear friend Gerry. I'll be seeing much more of him later.

The weird thing about being here is that I feel sad. I can't tell if it's because of nostalgia or loneliness or age or because I miss my DC friends or just pure sadness. I think DC also has this way of bringing back up old sadness and emotional pain. I also keep feeling like I'm gonna turn the corner and run in my ex. He doesn't live here anymore, but I keep feeling that.

Well, I'll keep you updated and I'll let you know how things go. I've got a lot more people to reconnect with over the next few days and can't wait to see them all.