Chicago or Bust

This is a love letter to the city I call home. In the past ten years, I've found and learned to love myself because of Chicago. There is no going back from Harold's Chicken, El Gallo Bravo, Italian Fiesta, or Tasty Subs. And honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way.

It's in Chicago, where deep in my soul, the seedling of abundance grew its way through the dark and sprouted in the light of my eyes. The images above capture but a fraction of what's worth beholding in this city. And everyday, I look around and try to see the same in myself. Even with all my cracks and crevices, just like this city, I spill over abundantly with joy. As nature has given unto me, I give to you. And not in some biblical, let us hold our third offering of the day, type of way. I offer abundance in how I imagine my future, both individually and as apart of the city, letting that meld into my present decision making. ​