I’m back in Suburbia.
The thing about driving in my car everywhere (aside from it being as expensive as riding the Tube) is that when I walk from the parking lot to the store, it seems odd to be booking it. No rush, no long distances to walk, and driving on pretty much the same 6 roads.
I spent two days hangin around in the Chicago loop. For a flash second I forgot about sky scrapers. When asking people for directions or help, I get a funny look when I give an extra long pause and very polite excuse me. Turns out we speak the same language, have the same accent and I’m on home turf.
When ordering my Taco Bell I can lean all over the counter, think for a while, and if I felt so compelled I couldsay “kaaaay, gimmeee two tacos supreme and grande diet pepsi, and oh yah I need some of those cinnamon twists.” I don’t. I COULD though.
I’ve got about a zillion gigs of photos and minimal energy to upload them. But I will! It’s good to be back though. You miss things (places and people) you become attached to. So hopefully whenever you are leaving somewhere, you have a nice place to move on to.
Since I’ve started university at IU, it’s gotten harder and harder to live in large spaces. I think I’m well suited for something tighter, for the time being. Lucky for me those places are usually cheaper too. As for living out of a backpack… 2 weeks was enough.