Procrastination. I'm famous for it. In fact, as I type this I should be cleaning my room, doing some laundry and paying some bills. But, alas, here I am (FINALLY) blogging. Meh, I'll do the rest tomorrow!...
Now, its a sad thing for me to be putting off writing. I LOVE to write. It just seems like finding the time to sit down and type out my thoughts comes so infrequently. Don't get me wrong... I am never short of topics. Sometimes when I'm walking to the bus, taking a shower, or laying in bed ideas come to me. I'll even start to "write" them in my head! One friends and fellow blogger of theviewfromthe32ndfloor@blogspot.com encouraged me to write saying that if I write readers will come.. and if they come I will continue to write. SO, here I am! Attempting to undo my procrastination... heck, I may even clean my room after this!
Since moving to Chicago I have noticed many things. Things I like, things I don't. things that perplex and confuse me and things I love. And sometimes the things are just different. While waiting on a street corner in my old neighborhood a little while ago I had to take note of the intersection. There was one street going north/south one east/west, one northeast/southwest and one southeast/northwest and they all met in the middle for a confusing cluster of lights and directions. Now, in Tucson we never have this. The entire city is laid out on a nice simple grid of streets. I just kind of looked around. signed and thought.. so this is my life outside the grid. And that couldn't be more true.
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