yeah man i hear you. i have been living in the middle of nowhere for 2 years and I HAVE MISSED DC LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER. it's my adoptive hometown. i remember the day i drove into dc with a friend from maryland, we were on a road along the potomac, which was covered with ice, and i decided i needed to live there, badly. i moved the fuck out of northern virginia (boooooooring!!) and took a tiny efficiency in cleveland park, near the dc zoo. holy shit i adored that town. so many good memories.
anyway, these days i don't give a fuck tough, ha ha, because i just signed a lease for a new house in albuquerque, and it's BIG (for me anyway), it's fuckign cool and it's in a great neighborhood next to the university; and albuquerque, while not the cultural center of the world, is a pleasant fucking little place and there are great restaurants and plenty of bike lanes and a paper store and used bookstores and funky little movie theatres and pretty girls in the street and a place to pick up a fresh print from the new york times every sunday morning and lots of cool thriftstores and great great great coffee shops and other awesome shit that im already in love again and no longer suffering from heartaches and despair . and did i say lots of good looking girls in the streets? albuquerque FTW.
my suggestion would be to move to a decent place that actually excites you
ops. o well...