Thursday, April 12, 2012

Welcome Home

Chicago looks little like the Bay Area.  With all my bags in tow, Holly and Paul met me inside at baggage claim.  A warm welcome to my arrival back home.  
I can't believe I'm 2000 miles from my life's routine as I knew it yesterday.  Odd.
The best home on the block.  And hands down, the largest porch.  I foresee enjoying many summer nights here.
Soon to be white no more.  Unpacking as I am accustomed has been significantly slowed due to the much anticipated room improvement.  I'm waiting for my housemate and painting partner, Rachel, who just so happened to fly out to San Francisco yesterday. 

Go figure.

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