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24 August 09

Odd keepsakes: a bite, a taste of each season. For memory’s sake.

Summer is absolutely winding down in Chicago. Okay, it’s not like summer actually came to Chicago at all this year. Yeah, yeah it gets on your nerves that everyone blogs or reacts to the end of a season… but the “8-month winter” thing? That’s a Chicago FACT.

My stuff goes home on August 30th. I don’t know when my person goes home. The plan, for sure, is that I move in with Brian. We schmooze around town with poor Truman the Beagle in tow, and I hang out at his house and read. I’m already set to make at least $600 next month between babysitting, marketing research shenanigans and a three-day position at DePaul University.

Once I get my deposit back, I’ve already got a savings. No rent + untaxed income + an invitation to stay in Illinois for as long as I please? Why head back to Massachusetts so soon? I may stay as long as I’m making money.

An aside, how the hell am I going to fare without Brian?

A breeze was blowing through my apartment today after I came home from depositing my sister and mother at Midway. A breeze through my flat? That’s about as rare around here as the smell of homecooked meals.

I wanted to eat the crisp smell. It was mostly the crisp aroma of (the clean area of) Lake Michigan, combined with a distant BBQ, leaves, dirt, and pure nothingness.

I’d had a weird day up to that point. From a barstool at Peet’s Coffee & Tea, I’d talked to a couple of weirdos renting rooms out in Amherst… one woman insisted I NEVER use the kitchen (what??), another couple sounded like they practically wanted a photo to see if it’d be worthwhile to invite me to a cozy menage a trois. *Shudder*

Before that, I’d been at Best Buy browsing the miniature laptops. Every associate needed to remind me a thousand times they didn’t get commission. Ay, ay, ay….

The bad taste in my mouth was intense. No, I really had a bad taste in my mouth. Mocha latte, worry, and cefuroxime antibiotic (damn 20-day prescription for strep).

Thank you, breeze, for being there to come home to.

  1. oh-embarrassing posted this
Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh