Wednesday, January 11, 2012

In Chicago

There was quite a bit of walking, and a bit of sitting down.
A deep dish pizza happened, as did bus riding and window shopping.
I was inspired once in Myopic Books, and twice at the Green Eye.
Tonight, as last night I will sleep on a couch of a once-stranger, Samantha.
Secrets were shared over tacos; heartbreaks.
It should be a distance before either of those two, again.
Had a good hairday and met a tiny dog named Lucy.

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