christmas in chicago

Soaking up some last bits of the Chicago spirit before I leave. As I was walking home from my co-worker's house (after the season finale of Dexter - LORDDDD) I thought to myself, 'This will be my last Christmas in Chicago'. Who knows if that's true, because I'm getting quite senitmental over leaving for 6 days. I'm excited to go home, eat something that's not ramen, have a relaxing Christmas...but I'm already looking forward to returning home. Is that weird? Don't I hate this place? Or maybe, I just hate where I am in my life now. I figured by now that I'd have some kind of nice job, or be back in school. Alas. Chicago will always have a special place in my heart... I think it's the city where I finally started to grow up.

Whoa, way off subject. Aren't we supposed to be talking about merry things and twinkling lights?