I'm going to officially add Chicago to the list of places I want to live. I recently spent some time in the heart of Chicago and I think I fell in love. I may not fall in love easily with other humans, but cities have a way of calling out to my heart and making my knees weak.
Enter my latest love: Chicago. It really is some kind of wonderful. So much going on, so many people, and some beautiful architecture.
I tend to have this feeling of wanderlust after basically every place I visit which leads me to believe that I'm not in the geographical place I should be. I think I need to try harder to make things in my life happen and pursue my dreams, even if I don't know what they are exactly.
Maybe I'm meant to figure them out on the way to some place wonderful, possibly like Chicago.