i pretty much totally and completely dreaded my birthday. and, followed by an unfortunate work-trip to chicago for two days the whole week was pretty much shot as is. chicago is really gorgeous, though. there’s never been a time that i’ve been out there that i haven’t thought it was absolutely amazing.
maybe it really is? or, you know, maybe my absolute abhorrence for all things new england makes it seem sparkling fantastic by comparison.
who knows?
mine :
