It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

It's that special week of Washington, DC limbo - the deserted space between Christmas and New Year's when everyone who's not from here has gone back to wherever they're from and left the city to the locals. Especially on Christmas night - I was walking down my street at 9pm and it was emptier than 3am on a Monday morning. Parking spaces as far as the eye could see and not another soul on the sidewalks.

Then walking to work this morning, I found the city cloaked in an soothing calm. Light traffic, no blaring of horns, just a few folks walking around. And it's deathly quiet at work.

This is the best week ever. I've got the city to myself. I just wish I could keep it longer. But as they say, if you love something, let it go...