Aug 25, 2008 00:12
I've been in Chicago for a week now. I've been applying for jobs like a madman. I have a looming fear that nothing will come through and I'll end up broke and moving back to Michigan to freeload of my relatives and liver miserably. The other half of me is as hopeful as a sparrow. I LOVE Chicago. I know that I'm supposed to love NY in all it's glory, but I've found a different love. I feel so blessed right now. I've found some wonderful roommates that I love to hang out with and who have actually become my friends. Andersonville is cute and gay. It's like i'm living in my own little village and I can go downtown to the big city anytime I want.
The only little bit that's missing is my job. I should know about the position I interviewed by sometime next week. I'm hoping to be gainfully employed soon. My pessimistic walls are starting to fall down. I feel like the energy of the city is propelling me forward. I thought that I would miss Michigan, but I haven't even thought about it that much.
Tomorrow morning is time for running. I bought some new running shoes and I'm going to give them a test drive. Running is my favorite thing to do when I want to get to know an area. When I lived in Spain, I used to running in my neighborhood till I couldn't recognize where I was anymore. I almost would get lost. But it helps me map out the place in my mind and feel like I'm apart of it. I want to get to know some locals and feel finally like a real person.