Moving On
22 years ago, I came to Chicago. I’ve spent my entire adult life in this city. It made me who I am, for better and worse.
Chicago has taught me to be open, mindful, and respectful. But to also take shit from nobody. It has fed my ego, without ever failing to humble me. It has introduced me to, and shown me who my true friends are.
It’s also spoiled me rotten. Chicago has just about everything at its fingertips. I’m going to miss that.
I’m going to miss all of it.
And tomorrow morning, it will be time to move on with a lump in my throat that feels like the size of my fist.
Until we meet again…
“They tell me Chicago is bitter, and broken, and cold. But I know Chicago is beautiful when it snows…”
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