Growing up in Oklahoma City, I'm no stranger to capital buildings. In fact, I worked in the capital for three years during my college years and loved it. The gorgeous relics, the dated architecture, the seamless decor that looked like it took years to create - all of it equals warm, squishy love to me.
Fast forward over 1,200 miles across country and we're near another capitol city - Raleigh. Now don't get me wrong when I say this, the North Carolina capitol is historical and all - but that's it? It's so small and unassuming. North Carolina, that is not what you call a dome. And where's the stately columns and great lawn? This is not a capitol building in my mind.
It's another adjustment to my book of truths that I'll have to make. Adjusting your brain to think differently in your mid-thirties is a trip. It is surprising to me that after four months, I've yet to wrap my brain around Eastern Standard Time. It's an easy enough concept - you know, being an hour ahead of Oklahoma, but one my brain just cannot adjust to. I blame this partially on the fact that I work with all time zones from Hawaii to New York on a given day. Trees are taller, roads wind more, friends are more sincere and things are different than I assumed - not in a bad way, in a...different way. Adjustment is key, and who knows where this ride will take us.
For today, I accept these truths - things are bigger in Oklahoma and things are older in North Carolina. Yeah, my brain can wrap around that for now.
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