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I wish I could explain how I feel with beautiful sentences. I feel so much, and think of perfectly sincere ways of explaining these feelings but when it comes to writing them down I can never seem to find the words.
I visited Chicago this weekend with Stacy. It was a great experience. We got the chance to go to our old friend Tim's going away party. Him and his girlfriend are going to work on a garden/farm thing for free room and board and three meals a day without pay in Hawaii. It's only for six months but, what a crazy life experience. I imagine it's going to be completely beautiful. At the party we also got to see some of our old friends whom I haven't seen in a few years. I got to see my friend Mason who although I have not seen in about six years we've still kept in contact quite often. He was one of my favorite parts of the trip, it's amazing to me how long you can go without seeing someone, and it seem as though it's only been a few days. City life just excites me. Stacy and I were taking trains and taxis to get around everywhere and our friends take red train lines, brown lines and green lines everywhere and they had their little stops where they lived and the cute shops that aligned the tree covered streets. I wish that was my life. I tell myself it will be, but I worry I'm all talk. I couldn't help but imagine my life there, sitting at my favorite coffee shop, not owning a car, understanding train schedules and transfers, hanging out at the bar until 4am, enjoying insane views of man made things. The feeling of living in a place like that ignites a spark inside my heart.
I visited Chicago this weekend with Stacy. It was a great experience. We got the chance to go to our old friend Tim's going away party. Him and his girlfriend are going to work on a garden/farm thing for free room and board and three meals a day without pay in Hawaii. It's only for six months but, what a crazy life experience. I imagine it's going to be completely beautiful. At the party we also got to see some of our old friends whom I haven't seen in a few years. I got to see my friend Mason who although I have not seen in about six years we've still kept in contact quite often. He was one of my favorite parts of the trip, it's amazing to me how long you can go without seeing someone, and it seem as though it's only been a few days. City life just excites me. Stacy and I were taking trains and taxis to get around everywhere and our friends take red train lines, brown lines and green lines everywhere and they had their little stops where they lived and the cute shops that aligned the tree covered streets. I wish that was my life. I tell myself it will be, but I worry I'm all talk. I couldn't help but imagine my life there, sitting at my favorite coffee shop, not owning a car, understanding train schedules and transfers, hanging out at the bar until 4am, enjoying insane views of man made things. The feeling of living in a place like that ignites a spark inside my heart.