Great Chicago day

After a full day of travel and 2 weeks of power touring, it was nice to loaf around a familiar city for a day. Just left me mellow, recharged.

Woke up at 5AM because my body is still subtly jetlagged. What is 5AM Chicago time is noon in Prague and Budapest. Fortunately, my sense of laziness prevailed and I slept till 10. Which after being up for the better part of 24 hours the day prior, was really nice. I woke up and instantly started composing my to-do list, but I still had a little bit left in Middlesex, which I wanted to give back to S., and the idea of just loafing on the couch, reading a novel, in my jammies, was irresistible. Finished my book, took a shower and instead of getting much of anything done, ended up just hanging out with Kallisti all afternoon.

For the ultimate in idleness, celebrating our mutual unemployment, we drank Old Style, played on the PS3 and listened/danced to music during the daylight. Watch people across the street pack a moving van. Got cheeseburgers from O'Donovans and made fun of the Conventioners.

Then I changed and went to Green Dolphin to go dancing with friends. It's a great spot, has a nice sized dance floor, lots of dancers and a live band. And last night - no cover!

All in all, it felt like a leisurely Saturday. And perhaps even more appealing - normal. I have spent so much time in flux (moving, travel, couchsurfing, etc) that I crave a sense of normal. Whatever the hell that is. In lieu of normal, I have been relying on routines, even if they only last a couple of days. But yesterday required no real thinking. No converting currency, or trying to translate languages, or introducing myself to new people. It was all familiar, comfortable, fun, normal.

Right now, I sit in my old library branch, getting all the stuff done that I should have done yesterday. And hope it stops raining.