On my way to work, I stopped at Wabash and Randolph and caught some CTA workers painting the El tracks overhead. At first glance, all I caught was the crane in the middle of the street… but after a few moments, I realized the entire structure was in a state of flux: half painted, half unpainted.
The snow that was falling wasn’t quite hail, but ticked on the roof and windshield of the car. So I knew each bit carried a bit of weight.
Drove in to work today, and used a parking lot nearby. As I was taking the elevator down to the ground floor, I noticed this sign – warning about the second floor.
On my way in to work today, I saw this car just sitting in the street – a few feet from the front of my office. It was in the wrong lane, pointed at oncoming traffic.
Whenever there’s a strong rain (with strong winds), I tend to find discarded umbrellas on my way to work. And the funny thing is, whenever one person has discarded their umbrella – that act seems to attract or encourage others to do the same.
On the days when I get off at the Van Buren stop, I pass by this small little door at the base of the ramp. I always wonder what might be behind it, and always thought about pausing to take a photo.
Spotted this on my walk to work today. I found it unusual, as it kind of looks like a storage room – but it’s mostly just a bunch of plywood in a square, with no roof? And some foliage hanging over the top.
Spotted this on the way to work, yesterday. I saw the van go by at an intersection, but got stopped at the following light. Got close enough to snap a photo.
The conductor was on the phone/intercom, but was near the door (and possibly outside)… with the phone stretched taunt, all across the width of the train.
For me though, every time I see the same leaflets on every car… I think about how that’s exactly the sort of thing I’d do, if I were a professional car thief.
I’ve done enough apartment hunting to know that typically, some realtors will leave keys to an apartment unit in locks in this manner. In an interesting twist: these locks contain keys. I find that really silly, the more I think about it.
I was kind of surprised by this, and got a slightly better photo. It made me think that the two of us, though separated by our species, have our little patterns and routines.
I took a few photos, but stood still for fear I’d scare them away. And it’s a good thing I did, because the moment I took one step closer towards them… they immediately flew off.
Saw this guy coming down the street a yesterday, and I was so in awe… I wasn’t able to get out my phone in time. I snapped a picture, but only after he had almost rounded the corner.
Some days, I’ll happen to be among the first people off the train, when it arrives at Millennium Station. And among those rare moments, sometimes I’ll be the first person who gets to the ramp that leads from the train platform, up to the main waiting room area.