I closed my eyes and pretended I was in Seattle...but I wasn't.
The weather finally turned to my favor this past Friday here in Chicago. It was a total grey day.
It made me think of my times visiting Seattle and sadly realizing I'm starting to forget.
Myrtle Edwards Park, Queen Anne, Taco Time, Mount Rainier, Capitol Hill, Marché. I miss all of it.
Walking under Highway 99 in the rain. Construction crews with their noisy machinery nearby. I cried at that spot because it was all so lovely. I remember that...in pieces.
Even though the memories are fading, I do know I felt free and happy there--things I'm not in Chicago.
As the heat and humidity and summer sun are on their way in the Windy City, I want to be anywhere but here.
One day you'll have the life and relationship and career you want, Dean. Just not right now.
Just be patient and don't forget.