Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Dear Chicago,

Recently, I have been lusting for you so bad.  Maybe longing is a better word, but that's how it feels.  I'm clinging to anything related to Chicago.  The littlest thing and I'm lost in thoughts about the Windy City.  It's crazy. 

Last time I was there was January 3, not that long ago, but apparently that's too long for me.  I can't wait to go home. 


love,
hannah

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