A walk through time
I went on a walk along the Chicago River at lunch. I peered down at my pink and red trainers and black fuzzy sweater and felt myself in a different place. I realized that I bought this sweater a year ago in Copenhagen. One year ago I wasn't walking the common streets of the Chicago loop but the vast wonderland of Kobenhaven's Strogget. I was exploring the shops of Danish design, observing a few students making a movie in the square outside city hall, staring at the wonders inside Tivoli.
I pressed play on my "Scandinavian Melancholy" playlist on my iPod and wandered about oblivious to Chicago's financial district. In my mind I was back in Copenhagen. I was drinking tea at outdoor cafes. I was eating a wonderful meal of fresh salmon. I wasn't here anymore.
I realized that I need to travel more. Once this condo deal is finished and I am back on solid financial ground I am booking myself a flight out of town. Where, when, I don't know. I just know that exploring different countries, international lifestyles and the world at large is one of the few things that makes me feel truly alive.