Although I am trying not to be paranoid, the fact that I have heard "crazy" songs as much as I have in the past few days does not bode well. In the past 24 hours, I have heard Seal's "Crazy" (which admittedly, I like alot) 4 times. And Gnarls Barkley was the first song on my shuffle this morning.
Moving does make me crazy. Especially when it involves the kind of distance and sense of uproot. Last year at this time, Chicago was still more of a concept than reality. Because the reality was stressful enough. I left a very familiar, comfortable situation for something completely unknown. And now, a year later, I am doing it again. Ah masochism.
I try to stay positive, because this move is to grad school, which is what I want. I have a place to live, a source of income (when they all finally kick in), a purpose.
But I have to spend about a week moving. And that involves leaving Chicago, which has become my favorite city. And that makes me angsty. So I just repeat my mantra: I will go to sleep in Chicago, and tomorrow, I will wake up in Chicago. And try really hard not to notice just how quickly that will not be accurate. But it's a great excuse to make people go out and play with me.
on Jukebox: "Tubeliar" - Moloko
1 comment:
I just spent the last year in Chicago and was a bit sad to leave, especially all the great restaurants, but I'm loving Seattle even if the food scene isn't as progressive. If you have a chance and the money try to snag an early dinner at Schwa for an unforgettable experience, or for a more affordable great meal Hopleaf which has great beer and Stilton mac-n-cheese and terrific frites! Wow, I spent too much on food in Chicago, but so worth it, good luck in grad school, I feel your pain!:)
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