So some thoughts:

I really never thought I would be the blogger type person...But it keeps me busy when I am trying to not do something productive so what the hell.

Today I have been thinking...damn, I have been in Chicago long enough to have gotten something productive done...Well other than going to class and making friends with my new favorite bartended...not so much...

On one hand I feel more at home here now since I finally unloaded my car and went back to Phoenix this weekend and realized that it isn't home anymore. It started out as a great weekend but turned sour Sunday night when someone special and I decided some things needed to happen to be 100%...I don't hold grudges so thats fine. Then when I finally made it by my Dad's house to grab a few things I had remembered I needed in Chicago, it felt cold, like I was only a visitor.

I got home Monday morning and things felt right again. All the way from O'Hare to my train station I felt comfortable. All of a sudden I don't get lost driving. I find parking spots close to where I need to be. I talk to more people. I actually watch White Sox games...(ok, I am not proud of that last part).

Maybe it is just the natural progression...Maybe my love for this city came back today while I drove around. Parin and I walked up and down the Magnificent Mile tonight snapping pictures and taking in a wonderful late Summer night in Chicago and then hit a few spots around State Street. Maybe that is what I needed to remind me there was a reason I came here and that there really is no place like this on Earth.

You stay classy Chicago!