Many of my college friends are in Chicago this week for a wedding, which makes me a little sad that I don't live there. I have been thinking about living in Chicago for the last few days, since I stumbled across the pictures for HGTV 's upcoming giveaway. I won't win this one either, but I am trying really hard to figure out if there's a way to affordably DIY the Frank Lloyd Wright Tree of Life lightboxes from the living area. Looking at the photos of the view out the apartment's window has brought a flood of memories (though some of the memories, I realize, are actually scenes from Divergent playing in my head, others are real). Some of my most vivid memories of Chicago: When we accidentally gave a drug dealer a ride home from the Jazz Festival. When I got suckered into giving a guy $20 to help me walk my luggage to Ogilvie (a cab ride would have cost less than half as much). When I changed for the opera in a McDonald's bathroom, leaving Jenny to ca...
"There is more love in the world than anything else." - George MacDonald