All Things Third

My mind after 9pm…

I had a dream I was in a city. From the surroundings, it looked like it could be midtown of a major city. There seemed to be a party of carnival going on. I see Amisha walking up towards me in a happy successful mood way like she just won something. We find a bench to sit on & start laughing/ cracking jokes like we did. The conversation was not perfectly heard or remembered but there was a change in the conversation about living downtown. She looks at the city. I turn my head away from her to see what she is starring at. When I turn my head back, it’s a different young woman w/ more fairer brown skin like she was mixed w/ two ethnicities. She has short dark hair w/ maybe a hint of color change in it. She has on a believe a black jacket w/ a flannel shirt. Her jeans were blue w/ wholes around the knees. One of her legs was on the bench, still facing the direction of the sky scrapers. I stair at her for a second to take in her presence. As I lock my attention on her, the thought about asking her to be my girlfriend or wife comes to my head. I didn’t say it to her but in my head I remember thinking, I could spent the rest of my life w/ you.

In these moments, I continually reflect on how much going to Chicago meant to me. How much I need to see & experience Chicago. How much Chicago help mold my mind.