Today’s photo post is the first in a series – people, places and things I’ll miss while I’m gone. Although there are people in Chicago whom I consider friends that I sometimes don’t see for a year at a time, somehow this upcoming seven months seems very long indeed. I vacillate between elated excitement and fear – not so much that I’ll get blown up or arrested or something like that, more that I’ll be lonely and unable to extract the meaning from this jouney that I had hoped to.
Leaving’s like that.