For a long time now, whenever I travel I get homesick for Chicago. No matter where I am or who I'm with, somehow the longing for Chicago creeps in. I miss my old neighborhoods, the restaurants, the familiarity, people there who are so important to me. Being comforted by just being there. That is the city I am connected to.
While I was in Panama I got homesick for Chicago and New York. They took turns fighting it out in the pit of my stomach. I love them both. But I've come to terms that Chicago - that beautiful Midwest city where I feel like I really grew up - Chicago is my home. And New York. The city that never sleeps, that is a constant rollercoaster of delights paired next to disappointments, endless fun, and experiences you will never have anywhere else. New York is my adventure.