I can’t decide whether I am caught up in the moment, or whether I’m actually having a revelation. After spending a weekend in Chicago, I am all consumed (again) with the idea of moving there. After my first visit a couple of years ago, I declared Chicago to be my favorite city in the world. In fact, it inspired me to move out of Charlotte and while in my quest to score a job in the Windy City, I landed short and ended up in DC. And although I’ve loved living in DC, I’m realizing that my crush for Chicago is back to get me!! It’s amazing how much this feels like being in love. I haven’t been able to think of much else.