i'm back in chicago.
my flights ran on time, but the trip home was arduous, between the blue line shuttle between jefferson park and irving park, as well as the addison bus having stopped running by eight thirty on sunday.
i'm not sure, though, how much of my tiredness is from the travel, though, and how much of it is emotional. i just had the best week and a half of my life, and suddenly being over eight hundred miles away from the person responsible for it is sad as well as disorienting.
anyway, it's bedtime. 'night, interwebstubes.
my flights ran on time, but the trip home was arduous, between the blue line shuttle between jefferson park and irving park, as well as the addison bus having stopped running by eight thirty on sunday.
i'm not sure, though, how much of my tiredness is from the travel, though, and how much of it is emotional. i just had the best week and a half of my life, and suddenly being over eight hundred miles away from the person responsible for it is sad as well as disorienting.
anyway, it's bedtime. 'night, interwebstubes.