Sometimes I forget that I live near Chicago. I don't think I'm allowed to say I live "in Chicago" what with being out in the suburbs and all, but I also refuse to ever use the term "chicagoland." Anyway...
Last night leaving work I didn't feel like going home and since I had just made an awesome new mix cd it seemed like a good time to just drive. I'd never really done this before since moving to Illinois so I wasn't quite sure where to go. (this is, btw, how I ended up on a gravel road outside of Solon one night last year) So I got on the Edens and headed downtown. Now I didn't plan on going all the way into the city, but I did. And it was well worth the trip. It's just so big. and bright. and alive. and it's almost as if I live too close to be a tourist, but because I've not been here long and am still discovering a lot of places, when I'm downtown, I feel like a tourist. Still a little bit in awe.
I knew I'd finally adjusted to living here when I felt both in awe and a little bit proud. Like, hey look, this is my city.
