There is an ever-present dark cloud over Dupont Circle. I swear. It doesn’t matter what time of day it is or what the weather is. Every day, I wake up and there is a dark haze as far as the eye can see. This is not making leaving the house easy. And, frankly, I don’t understand why this is.
When SC, a friend of mine who used to work on Dupont Circle, told me last spring that it was always grayer and gloomier out her office window than out her window at home on the Hill, I just thought she adjusting to a new job or a smidge down. Either way, I didn’t see it. I lived in Dupont then, as I do now, and woke up here each morning, and I never thought it was all that dark. Especially with all the windows in my bedroom. But maybe she was right. Because I swear, things look grim out my window these days.
Yesterday I thought – finally, some sunshine. I even managed to go for to buy a few holiday gifts. Marked improvement from most holiday seasons when I’m racing through some NJ mall on December 24. But then things took a turn for the worse and the dark cloud came back. I mean, is this some cruel joke or something? I feel like I’m being tested. What I’m being tested for or what lesson I’m supposed to learn – who knows. But it’s got to be something.
Perhaps for now I should take a lesson from the Viejo who lives on the 4th floor. Every day around 3pm or 4pm, he goes outside for an afternoon constitutional. Doesn’t matter how gray it is outside or whether it’s raining. He bundles up, grabs his cane, and heads out the door. Slowly, but at least he goes out. I might try this starting tomorrow. Regardless of what the weather is tomorrow, I will go for a walk. Maybe this is just the type of jump start I need. Or maybe I’m grasping at any idea that could possibly make me feel better. Either way, seems worth a try.