I took a walk with a friend the other night, from campus to Fullerton Beach, to North Avenue Beach, and back through residential Lincoln Park. During those times of comfortable silence, I could not help but look up at the beautiful architecture, listen to the quiet wind, and smile at the people passing by. I fell in love with Chicago all over again. That realization inspired this post. Continue reading
I’m not quite sure what I expected out of this week. But from the moment I walked into our Block 37 station Monday morning, I’ve been asking myself, “How lucky am I?”
Let me start at the beginning.