Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Morning Walks

Walking the streets of Chicago in the morning with Stacey to get coffee or breakfast is one of my favorite rituals while being here in the Windy. It's not an everyday thing. It's a once in a while, if I'm lucky thing. We have walked along the lake, through her neighborhood and the neighboring ones.

We talk about the future, the past, the present. Our goals, our dreams. The problems with the world. The good. Sometimes we just walk silently and listen to the crunch of the leaves.

1 comment:

  1. I'm leaving this comment from Evanston while wishing we were pounding pavement and getting 40 cc's of protein at Perennial Verant together ;) Love you XOXOXO