I’ve Moved on Up.

Sorry for not posting. Besides mourning and having an identity crisis, I spent the last week frantically trying to move out of the apartment. After a good deal of sorting, Craigslisting, donating, dumping, packing, and transporting, I am finally MOVED! It was a really rough time, and I had to work on the last two days of the move. I didn’t get much sleep. If you saw me walking around last Thursday you might have mistaken me for a zombie.

Where did I move you might ask? Well, I am up the street about 2 miles north in Rogers Park. I moved to a house that is an intentional community of sorts filled with bicycle loving freegan anarcho-commies. These is good peoples, and I am happy here. So far we’ve gone dumpster diving together and initiated some guerilla gardening by a stoplight on our street. Each week there is a house meeting, and you are expected to do certain designated chores as well as cook a vegan and gluten free house meal once a week. There is a ton of good fresh food here and I’ll probably get fat. Between all the people, chores, food, and my job I feel very busy now, and being distracted is a good thing.

The house is right on Lake Michigan. There is a beach on our street and there are also some rocks to go climbing around upon. It’s a great place to hang around outside, and I’ve had fun watching freak storms roll in off the water. I hope to acquire a float or some sort of sea fairing vessel for the summer. The air mattress crapped out and won’t be making a maiden voyage, so I’ll have to be resourceful and come up with something else. I grew up by water and I think that being in proximity to it has a subconscious calming effect on me. I feel a lot better now. Tis going to be ok.

-L

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