Falling out of love with DC

I had a quiet birthday weekend, which is exactly what I wanted considering the fact that I'm in a transitional period at the moment. My most important realization during this short period was that I've fallen out of love with Washington, DC. It is becoming increasingly difficult to stay in the city without feeling  uneasy and dow. I started feeling this way in the summer, but I told myself that it had nothing to do with DC, but everything to do with me. which isn't false, but things haven't changed I've fallen out of love with the DC. But apart from my feelings for DC, the weekend was short and interesting, I realized also that I think too much. I don't know how to take a step back and just relax. I know that I'm going to have to force myself to learn how to relax because otherwise, I'm going to crash and burn out. That is what is happening to me right now, I'm a brain dead woman walking who is trying to persuade herself that taking a break from blogging isn't the end of the world. Anyway, enough personal talk, I'm back and that it's what matters. To talk about something else, I saw the Golden Compass last Friday and I was disappointed for two reasons. The first reason is that I felt that I was in an universe that was very beautiful, but artificial, insignificant, and meaningless. The second reason is that I expected a lot from the movie and that what I got was just a part of something, which is advertised as big. It was too obvious that the director saved some of the best scenes for last since the movie is supposed to be the first of three. I felt cheated, like I had paid for a full meal and just gotten the appetizer, which was intriguing, but just not enough.