The end of this week is the one month mark of me officially moving to Chicago, I can believe how fast the things are changing. nonetheless I need to say, the dictation of my lift may be totally alter from it’s original projection by this decision. At this moment, it is hard to tell the changes are good or bad.
How I felt about Chicago? in one word, cold, in two word, too cold. Scene I was born in a northern town, I always felt confident that I can stand cold weather, and I like to make fun of georgians on their sunny_side skin. I guess eight years of warm Georgia sunshine mellow me down from the icy-pop I use to be. But yea, it is good to go back to the snow country, where you can feel the time passing with the season changes. Something has changed, something never change.
Spring in September