My favorite painting at the Art Institute in Chicago happens to be in my workplace for another month and a half. I will keep visiting until it goes back home.
Holiday in Los Angeles level up complete…ditched my Lyft at the In N Out, walked to the terminal, stood in the security line by a cat with a grumpy face. Made it to the gate and shall be welcomed by the snow come sunrise.
Heard “Here Comes the Sun” on my drive home from work, and while it’s one of my favorite songs, today it’s a threat. The Sun has declared war on the San Fernando Valley.
Sitting on the porch, watching a storm roll in, smelling the petrichor, screaming because you’re in your late 30’s and have just been reminded that lightning bugs exist.