Me time in Chi-Town
After long weeks of odd jobs, agonizing over my internship and trying to ace summer school, it was definitely time to get out of the attic.
So once again, I venture forth into the wilds of the Chicago streets, only this time I am armed with my trusty journal, three library books and a craving for sushi!
I have been waiting for this moment all week. Between my attempts to study for my last exam, splashing hideous orangey primer around my parents’ living room and trying to finally whip some stories into publishable shape, my “free” time from long hours of editing videos has been anything but.
Trust me to make vacation stressful!
At any rate, enough was enough, so I left my giant Asus notebook and cell phone (that wasn’t actually deliberate because I couldn’t find it!) and hightailed it to the nearest library the second I heard my professor say “See you Monday!” Loaded with the essentials of a reader’s ultimate holiday, I hopped the 157 Streeterville-Taylor to Michigan Avenue and the hub of Chicago activity.
It took me a good ten minutes to convince myself that a girl has to splurge on sushi once in a while (if only for mental health). Hey, I’m just lucky that my idea of therapy caps at thirty bucks!
Noticing the unusual crowd of teens and 20-somethings as I picked my way through tempura shrimp and spicy tuna, I realized that I had a front row seat to witnessing one of the biggest events of the year: Lollapalooza! The first thing I noticed was the dress code, very “Kesha goes to Woodstock“; all the girls glittered up with their urban hippy cut-offs and flower headbands. I decided I was more than happy to be a spectator.
Somehow I ended up on that hill where the Planetarium meets the Lake and enjoyed the view and the music drifting over the water. Thanks to all the police blocks, though, getting back meant the long way around, but it was worth it. Especially because I finished an entire book in one day. Quite an accomplishment, believe me!
So now, here I am, eating comfort food (tea with mac and cheese) and putting off tomorrow as long as I can. It’s been a great day and I don’t want it to end. But, my legs hurt from all that walking and I have a pile of dishes to ignore, so from me, my books and messy apartment, it’s good night…and happy Saturday!
And before I forget, here’s my wind-down song for the night!