Chicago

Nov 09, 2014 21:27

He tapdanced on a flattened cardboard box, that's what I remember. A skinny black man in a Santa hat, on the sidewalk of the Magnificent Mile. His boom box played carols with an electric beat and the crowd, too, was electric--expensive shopping bags in their hands, smiling for Christmas. A light snow was falling, and the big flakes and the lights ( Read more... )

thank god that's done, what makes you happy?, travels, ljidol, non-fiction

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jem0000000 November 11 2014, 09:30:21 UTC
*hugs*

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whipchick November 13 2014, 17:39:58 UTC
Thanks :)

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bleodswean November 11 2014, 18:44:37 UTC
This line spoke volumes to me - When, the night I set myself on fire, there was no-one to call, no-one I knew well enough to know their number.

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whipchick November 13 2014, 17:40:38 UTC
Thanks. That really was when I knew I needed to move :)

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halfshellvenus November 11 2014, 19:59:29 UTC
and the big flakes and the lights in the trees made me rich enough to put five dollars in his hat. I wasn't cold, then, and I moved to Chicago.
Such beauty and optimism in this whole opening paragraph!

When, the night I set myself on fire, there was no-one to call, no-one I knew well enough to know their number.
Oh, how bleak and tragic this becomes. I worry that the first part is literal, and am pained that it ever got this bad.

I can love Chicago. I can leave Chicago.
Ouch. It must be really hard to go back, with all of these memories and some of the aspects of the city that haven't changed for you.

The three years I lived in Peoria, Chicago was a haven and I would happily have moved there. The cold in Illinois, though... I don't ever want to live in a climate like that again. Or in the Midwestern culture, which was its own kind of "cold" for an independent, feminist woman.

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whipchick November 13 2014, 17:42:12 UTC
Thanks - this whole thing came to me as a bit of stream of consciousness while walking in Chicago last weekend. I did literally set myself on fire - it was a performing accident - but it's been a long time :)

I grew up in Florida, so the physical cold was what I noticed the most - now I want to read something from you about the other kind of cold. That's so interesting, and I'm glad you're out of it!

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I've never been to Chicago. ellakite November 12 2014, 02:13:55 UTC
Not really -- I changed buses and planes there, but that's not the same.

At least two people I know have described Chicago as being "a party town". I suppose it can be, if you have the time and the money to spend on a party.

Then again, I am not now (nor have I ever been) a party animal. Which is probably why despite my saying on several occasions that I absolutely *MUST* visit Chicago some day, I probably never will...

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Re: I've never been to Chicago. whipchick November 13 2014, 17:43:42 UTC
You live in New York, I think you got the better deal!

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ellakite November 17 2014, 05:54:10 UTC
Just because I live in NYC doesn't mean I shouldn't travel and see what other places have to offer... and you have far more and much better travel stories than I do. I need to rectify that...

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hosticle_fifer November 12 2014, 14:57:15 UTC
This was powerful with very expertly applied, poetic turns of phrase that cut right to it without wasting a word. Excellent stuff!

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whipchick November 13 2014, 17:44:34 UTC
Thank you!

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