if there is one thing being gone has taught me. its my love for chicago vibe
this city is simply real as fuck. everything about the way the people act, talk, treat each other, yell in public, get angry about literally nothing. it so perfect.
this city has a vomit inducing balance of publicly intoxicated DePaul students, corrupt lawyers, and yuppies going from yacht to wrigleyville bar, all paying too much for a mediocre dinner in Lincoln park. but the difference between chicago and New York... where in nyc all of those groups would hate, avoid each other, and almost rarely mingle- in Chicago they are all part of the same tax bracket. they have no choice but to interact. they all go to the cubs game and storm down clark street in a drunken haze.
As much as I loved my hiatus from this scary, shot filled city, I need the unfiltered crazy of its people. I live for the most "chicago" things in life. beyond a hot dog or a soupy piece of pizza- I need people getting out of cars at red lights to twerk for the oncoming traffic, I need blunts hot boxing the CTA cars,
One thing I would cut off a toe to change would be the legal drinking age- Why the FUck could I spend the past 3 months drinking without a single ID check, for cheap... but the second I come back to America its a crime... uhhhh what the actual fuck. I was liberated just to lose it all after a 10 hour flight out of Zurich.
Okay im done with this blog post its making me sad.. maybe I just post it anyway for shits and giggles. Its so damn short call this shit an instagram caption.
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