“What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it’s curved like a road through mountains.” ~Tennessee Williams
Instead of a weekend at the beach it was a weekend in the District. One that resulted in the summer’s first tan lines. After lazily lying about there was the Pride parade. I don’t know what Pride is like in your town and given that I’ve only attended Pride parades in two cities it’s not as if I have a wealth of things to compare it to, that said, DC Pride was enjoyable. Think people being happy to be themselves, without fear of ridicule or being an outcast. They are free to just be. That’s what I loved about the parade. Families, religious leaders and a few real housewives rounded riding along 17th street celebrating the act of love. My heart. It was good.
A lot of pride
“What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it’s curved like a road through mountains.” ~Tennessee Williams
Instead of a weekend at the beach it was a weekend in the District. One that resulted in the summer’s first tan lines. After lazily lying about there was the Pride parade. I don’t know what Pride is like in your town and given that I’ve only attended Pride parades in two cities it’s not as if I have a wealth of things to compare it to, that said, DC Pride was enjoyable. Think people being happy to be themselves, without fear of ridicule or being an outcast. They are free to just be. That’s what I loved about the parade. Families, religious leaders and a few real housewives rounded riding along 17th street celebrating the act of love. My heart. It was good.
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