A Starless Night

This evening a coworker and I were walking to the grocery store when I noticed the moon hoovering above a skyscraper. I was really excited to see the moon and happily pointed it out to her and she proceeded to laugh at how happy I was at seeing the moon. I love looking at the night time sky, but since I've moved here I haven't had the pleasure of looking up into a starry sky.

I told my coworker that not seeing the stars was one of my biggest qualms of living in Chicago. She then told me she has only seen the stars once in her life. Growing up and living here in Chicago her whole life she only saw the stars when she had traveled to Central America.

It just amazed me. She has gone her whole life only seeing the stars once. ONCE! It's so sad and almost cruel. The stars are for everyone to see and because of the city lights she has only seen them once. To me it is almost like not being allowed to breathe. Every human has the need to breathe, and I think to see the stars, to remind ourselves of how little we are in the huge universe. Maybe if more people saw the stars we would have a better understanding of how we need to think and live for the whole world, rather than our starless existences of the individual self.

Just a little bit of Sugar water...

My mom bought me a sewing machine.

I've been sewing.

I made this:



I just love the fabric!

Surprise!

This is one of my favorite comic strips.

Here's the Father's Day edition.

I think you can see why I like it.



I am being lazy today and I am blaming the sun. If it would just shine I could go to the beach and work on my tan and be VERY productive. As it is, I am *trying* to work on job applications and finish my bag!

Oh, I think my next three day weekend is the weekend of the 4th of July. Yay! Independence day is going to be AWESOME this year because I won't have to work!

The Pain of Disco?

Flipping through the TV channels this morning I came across this:


Apparently I have an Indian station?

It translates to "The Pain of Disco".

Ya.

I don't know, but it is very funny.

If you can watch all of it without cracking up you a better person than me.

Aquarium, Schmarium.

Today I was going to go to Shedd Aquarium.

But there was a really long line.

A line composed 75% by small children.

I decided to walk the lake shore instead.

I did manage to take a few pictures of the hazy city.






OH and look at this picture I found on my hard drive:

I think it's one of my favorite pictures. Can you guess what it is?

Day of Rest

I love having days off of work. Today I spent my free day shopping (just a quick run to Target, I bought orange nail polish!) and enjoying the sun at the beach (I managed to burn my back and shoulders!)

Between reading and texting I painted this little picture of the beach:


Ok, it's not my best effort, it lacks detail, and depth, but I think it captures how I felt being at the beach!

I also managed to get a workout in today and it KILLED me. Gosh, I can't believe I have been so lazy lately!

Honesty

There are times when I feel like being completely honest about everything. This is one of those times.

I miss school. I miss writing papers at 3 am. I miss having my friends live with me.

I miss Paris and Europe.

I really haven't taken to Chicago. I think that is why most days after work I come back to my apartment and avoid the rest of the world. I have read so much since moving here it is ridiculous. I now realize I am subconsciously counting down the days until my lease is up. Telling myself not to make too many connections here if I am only staying a year.

I am old fashioned. I often consider giving up my phone, television and computer and going back to a simpler life.

I don't understand the desire to have children, or to be married like a "real adult" but sometimes I find myself wishing for those things. I don't want to be a spinster, yet I don't really care to have a string of crappy boyfriends. Especially ones that "don't believe in marriage".

I wish I knew where I was going and what I wanted.

I wish I wasn't so self conscience and cold to strangers.

I've said to much and not nearly everything, but I am starting to sound a little Emo so I will stop.