August 17, 2012
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Chicago
Disclaimer: my desire to write/create died with my innocence so I can mostly just go stream-of-consciousness in blogs now.
I'll be living in Chicago the next 6 months. Working at a refinery in NW Indiana. So far, so good. Both facets of that life have great energy. I love the field type work and all that comes with it. Being able to go out and see a real live giant unit that represents hours and hours of work is amazing. Seeing a little diagram on a P&ID become an enormous tower or exchanger. I don't even know if I like engineering, but I appreciate that.Then living in Chicago (About a 17 mile drive, can vary greatly in time depending on traffic) is just like automatic vacation switch. You can walk outside and absorb the energy whenever you want. Nothing I like more than walking and listening to an ipod (I did this for a couple of years in college, walking four or so miles a day to and from school and back around again, and it was awesome). Just geting home and degragging with a stroll will be nice. I'll learn this stuff soon and have time on weekends to enjoy the touristy things with my significant other. But it will help my health and attitude regardless.
I do wish I was in the parallel universe with Max, taking care of him, working, living that life. But I decided this was a good way to help my mind decompress and get away from all that ingratiated pain. Max wouldn't want me in pain. I know that because he's my son, so he'd think like me.Shit man. We'll see how things end up. I'm too old for positive hope. I don't hae big dreams. I did once but they were smashed. Tough tough tough.
