Life in Chicago
I don't think I've been this happy in a long time. Despite the fact that I know almost no one in this city, I absolutely love it here. I love where I live. Evanston is the perfect little slice of a place: a microcosm of the macrocosm that is Chicago. I am two blocks from the beach, one block from the movie theatre, two blocks from the Barnes & Nobel and the Borders, and right across the street from a Burger King. Haha. Basically, everything I need is five minutes away or accessible from the el which is five minutes away. I love it here.
My apartment is really nice. The guys I live with are...okay for now. They're very nice guys. We'll see how it goes. I have a bedroom and private bathroom to myself (and a walk-in closet!), and the apartment has AC, though we haven't been using it. We don't have a TV yet (ay ay ay, being cut off from the world!) and we're stealing internet from next door (because I am awesome and the next-door neighbors are stupid). So all is well.
This weekend has been bloody fantastic. I went to Taste of Chicago and a Cubs game yesterday with Elena and Gwen! I took the el to get there, which was a very positive experience. And then today was sleeping in and going to the fireworks in Evanston just a little while ago. They were really fun. Tomorrow, if it's sunny, I plan on walking the eight blocks to the grocery store and getting fresh fruit, meat and some pop for the rest of the week. I love being that close to everything.
Overall, the negative feelings I had been associating with my newfound freedom (how scary it was, how I had no idea what I was doing, etc.) have all be relieved. I love feeling this free and open. I love being able to do exactly what I want. Add in that I only work at PBS for three days a week, and I feel like I have a whole realm of opportunities open to me, and plan on taking advantage of every single one. Even if it's just going to the beach for a day, or studying for the GRE, or if I get the chance to make a documentary while I'm here...I just have so many opportunities.
I've never felt this free, unburdened and happy. I don't think I've ever even been happy about being free and unburdened. But gosh, this is great. I hope this feeling sticks around.
My apartment is really nice. The guys I live with are...okay for now. They're very nice guys. We'll see how it goes. I have a bedroom and private bathroom to myself (and a walk-in closet!), and the apartment has AC, though we haven't been using it. We don't have a TV yet (ay ay ay, being cut off from the world!) and we're stealing internet from next door (because I am awesome and the next-door neighbors are stupid). So all is well.
This weekend has been bloody fantastic. I went to Taste of Chicago and a Cubs game yesterday with Elena and Gwen! I took the el to get there, which was a very positive experience. And then today was sleeping in and going to the fireworks in Evanston just a little while ago. They were really fun. Tomorrow, if it's sunny, I plan on walking the eight blocks to the grocery store and getting fresh fruit, meat and some pop for the rest of the week. I love being that close to everything.
Overall, the negative feelings I had been associating with my newfound freedom (how scary it was, how I had no idea what I was doing, etc.) have all be relieved. I love feeling this free and open. I love being able to do exactly what I want. Add in that I only work at PBS for three days a week, and I feel like I have a whole realm of opportunities open to me, and plan on taking advantage of every single one. Even if it's just going to the beach for a day, or studying for the GRE, or if I get the chance to make a documentary while I'm here...I just have so many opportunities.
I've never felt this free, unburdened and happy. I don't think I've ever even been happy about being free and unburdened. But gosh, this is great. I hope this feeling sticks around.