The Politics of Eternal Yawning

Today I finally was able to meet two friends from DC- we haven't seen them for ages, and we met at a Thai restaurant in Old Town by the Potomac riverbank- talked life, passing years and moving to New York. A few miles to the north of the river lies the infamous Watergate Hotel, home of the Watergate Scandal that resulted in Nixon's resignation-the only US president to ever resign from his post. Haldun had a birthday, which they didn't tell us until the four of us met, and they brought a mini-birthday cake because Haldun is supposed to be on a diet(Irem, I will not tell you anything about the large buffet meals they are having for lunch with Levent!) It was a late dinner with the four of us too tired to do anything but chat and relax, and tomorrow is workday so I have to go to bed early. Emrah gave me excellent ideas about getting inspired and I look forward to listening to his CDs, I am anxious about writing my experiences-honestly I do not feel I have what it takes to be a writer-people with much less experience than mine have produced masterpieces, and look at me, having added all kind of sights to my experience- from Niagara Falls to Toronto to New Orleans to New York to rural Bulgaria and urban Turkey and what not- I am still struggling to put two words together....ack....anybody knows any writers, let me know how they got started, once I start with the concept and style, the rest will be easier.
Had a lonely lunch today at la Madeleine in my 1 hour break (asked the cashier as I was buying my lunch if they had any newspapers, and since La Madeleine is "rural French cottage" style, she assumed I was French from my accent and said "Sorry, no French newspapers but we have English newspaper if you want")- lonely lonely lonely...Funny how a touristic cozy historic place can imprison its inhabitants after a while-when visiting becomes a routine, how I loved Bethesda when we visited it at nights or for dinner, and how indifferent I am now to all its inviting authenticity only because I work there- this is the same with all places I visited, they lose their magic and become routine once you make them part of your routine---so, at this rate, I am rapidly exhausting all the potentially attractive places. I remember how excited I was only three years ago with the prospect of moving abroad (New York!!!!), how small casual visits and trips made me happy, and now I wonder what it will take to excite me....