Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie

Chicago, IL: It’s 10:21am in Chicago; hot and humid. I prefer not to bother with the AC anymore, and this only makes me less inclined than usual to want to be home. This is a good thing. I reside in a nice storage space and I don’t ever want it to become more than that. I sleep here and I keep a few things here. Other than that, I want to be out there. I put a great deal of value on time, and I think it’s best spent exercising the mind and body. These are the only places I’ve ever struck what is pure and golden. In a few minutes, I will walk to a train that will take me to a plane. In a few hours, I will walk through San Francisco. In a few days, I will be out looking for more. More.

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