Today was a bit different, as I got in earlier than normal… and snagged a spot on one of the lower levels (I usually park higher up in the garage). On walking to the car, I was surprised to see a small crowd on the other side of the parking lot windows.
I was headed to the office today. And on my way out the door, I stopped in my tracks when I saw this across the street.
On the way home, I found myself one of the few (only?) passengers in my Metra car. Not just the one I was in, but the adjoining section to boot.
A fun thing about being downtown in the “early” morning (this was circa 8:30 AM)… you get to see all manner of folks setting up for the day.
Our walks have been a good thing, and a habit I hope we re-introduce into our lives. While we have retreated from the world this last year, the world still exists. And I’m realizing how much more intention is needed, for us to interact with it.
While I initially viewed the sculpture as odd, I had an unexpectedly quick and visceral feeling of offense, when I found out it had been vandalized several times. I’m still not sure if I like it or not as a work of art, but apparently I’m protective of it?
Another day of longer commuting – this time, I got dropped off at Dune Park to catch an early train in to Chicago.
The Oriental Theater has had its name changed for well over a year now, but I’m still not quite used to it.
Unless you’re familiar with the piece, the video probably just seems like a lot of gibberish. And I guess it is, mostly. But I like trying to listen for the overlap, and like imagining the robotic voices are actually performing for us.
On my way home, I texted Liz that I was going to stop for some beer. After a bit, she then replied with a drink recipe that called for Ground Cherries (and also required some tequila).
Liz and I had errands and laundry plans for the night. But as I was leaving work, she called to let me know that there were some issues with the Metra Electric line.
Despite filing a service request with the city a few weeks ago, the street is just as bad after another heavy rain. Just as bad, or worse, even.
One thing I have yet to see in person: the use of actual fire on the tracks. Sadly, standing around inside Millennium Station, today was not that day.
There was a lot of changes on our street, when I got home after work. I’d heard that they would be doing some restoration work (replacing the curbs and repairing all the concrete along the street)… but I wasn’t quite prepared to see the state of the street.
On my way in to work this morning, I saw this at my Metra stop. I immediately muttered to myself “That’s not right.”