I have struck a city - a real city - and they call it Chicago ... I urgently desire never to see it again. It is inhabited by savages.
Wherever you go, go with all your heart.
Good morning, friends!
Poughkeepsie is drowning in rain today, and I'm not sure whether I should be planning to walk or row to work, but before I'm off, I thought I'd let you all know that I'll be moving to Chicago in six weeks.
Before you ask: no, I don't yet have a job, apartment, or roommate there. (I'm working on it.) I do, however, have a fair number of friends in and around that fine city, and for maybe the first time in my life I have decided not to put off a decision until I feel "safe" about it and just go boldly in the direction of what I want. Which, in this case, is Chicago. I love the city, and I love the theatre scene there, and I really want to be a part of it. So! Here I go.
Of course, if anyone's got any advice about where to search for jobs/apartments, or friends in the city they'd like to introduce me to (I promise I make a charming houseguest), or any other general input about smart things to do as I embark on this grand adventure, I'm all eyes/ears! Otherwise, just your prayers/support/general good vibes are very much appreciated. I will, of course, let you know as things develop.
Thanks for reading; we'll talk again soon.