A Very Sad Drive in to DC

We try to take the car out at least once a week so the battery holds up. Last week it was time to finally get some gas. We brought disposable gloves for that purpose and put the charge card in a baggie to sanitize when we got home. We haven’t been to DC since March - for good reason. As we drove down the GW Parkway, it wasn’t that “quiet” though certainly nothing like it typically is in the mid afternoon. Once we hit the city the traffic was non existent. The streets were wide open. The only activity was construction and the occasional pedestrian standing in line for groceries or carrying groceries on the way home. The new Eisenhower monument on Pennsylvania Avenue was supposed to open - but hasn’t. It felt like the government shutdowns, except everyone was wearing a mask. I’m sure the dreariness has a lot to do with the mental affect this pandemic is having on me. Our old neighborhood looked worn down and overgrown with unkempt foliage. No one was out - but at least the sun was. I’m glad we moved from Capitol Hill to northern Virginia last year. At least our home is so much more cheerier. I’m not sure when we will take our next ride in to town. All I know is I was glad to leave it.