Fall. There's something about this time of year that makes me pause and reflect. I was in DC last week, and as always, filled with memories upon seeing touch stones, like exiting from the gate and going to the main terminal at DCA. The big planters are no longer there, but I can vividly see you in your teal golf shirt and beige shorts. Passing along near Lady Bird Johnson park and recalling our 6-7 mile run. Gazing over towards Rosslyn and remembering Key Bridge and the park where we watched the stars (and you nabbed my pedometer) LOL. Exiting the taxi and noticing that I'm staying just a few blocks away from the Rouge. Going for a run through Chinatown and laughing at GalleryP1. Or, running at Independence Ave. and forever having musical Tourette's as Jimmy Eat World's "Kill" plays in the background.
Nearly every moment has a memory. Always has. But, I don't write about it, I guess because of pride. Because when I get back to my room, or to life, that I'm too tired, or apathetic to type it out. Yet, it's a story, and I sometimes wonder what I will and won't remember. And, I know memory works in funny ways. I was saddened to recently learn that ~50% of our memories are incorrectly remembered. So, I promised myself to jot them down, faulty or not, whatever comes back to me.
As I was sitting in the window seat people watching while eating breakfast along 14th Street, I was remembering our conversation while walking in Chicago talking about what we'd remember in 10 years' time. Mindlessly eating, and scrolling Facebook, Time Hop popped up and noted that on that day, 9 years ago that I was enjoying the ABWA Conference in Chattanooga. And, it made me smile.
Walking miles in flip flops, catching up, being in general disbelief that we were actually face-to-face.
The hotel lobby, you reading the newspaper, talking football while listening to live music.
After a few moments of reminiscing, I went along with my day, long meetings, and intended to perhaps jot down my thoughts in flight. But, I didn't. That was nearly a week ago. And, of course, I'd lost momentum. But, just now an ad popped up for the Marriott Chatt, and I knew it was a Universal wink, or it could be the Russians, but, I'm choosing to believe it's the former...a nudge to just sit for a few minutes and knock out snippets.
