There are times in our life when things become mundane and redundant. I have never felt attached to New York City and I am all about traveling and finding my “perfect” city.
The whole summer I felt as if something, God-The Universe-The All Knowing, was telling me go to Chicago. So I booked a trip and decided to fly out to the Windy City and check it out.
Chicago is a mix between Paris and Philly. Very chill and artsy like Philly but very beautiful and scenic like Paris.
Being by yourself and traveling is a very rewarding experience especially when you can just plain old do it. So many people were screwing their face not understanding why I would go somewhere by myself. My answer was always “I am just living life”.