|C&O Canal in Georgetown|
Two years is about the amount of time that I spend anywhere before I start to get restless. In truth, it is the upper limit. Since graduating high school and heading off to college, my longest period of residence was those 4 years of undergrad. Though it can hardly be called settled since I was constantly changing dorms, houses, jobs, and taking off for short-term study abroad trips or impromptu Thanksgivings spent in foreign countries. The odd thing is that my most stable address over the past 12 years has been my tin-roofed shack in Blue Creek, Belize, where I happily spent a solid 24 months in a single 12' x 18' room.
So far my two years here in DC have involved 3 different addresses, with my current abode offering plenty of promise as a great place to settle down for a few years. That is, if I can manage to stay in one city/country for that amount of time. So even as a I start to get restless and plot my next grand adventure, I will remain grateful to have landed here in D.C., where friends, work, and home are all extremely inspiring. So the question is, where will I be in two more years??