It's time to do something more exciting with myself than the simple day-to-day bullshit. I need to -- I want to! -- get out and go far away. Even as far as Coney Island. But with the whole working thing and school and friends and blah blah blah I'm spending 14 days a week on stuff that I only have 7 days to do. It's May, I'm 21 (okay, okay, I'm 21 next month but please, it's only next month), it's time for adventure! It's time for me to leave this body for a while. In June I'm going to Boston and in August it's California then Chicago, and this may be the first time I'm taking a vacation for the sake of taking a vacation. Boston is a birthday trip, so I'm going to a city where I don't know anyone specifically to party. California is, of course, a familial obligation, but that doesn't mean I have to sit around my dad's house watching daytime tv like I usually do. And Chicago -- well, I haven't decided about that one yet. I've never been there, really, and have a hideous prejudice towards the Midwest. But my (sometimes) ex lives there now, and tells me about it often. How he did this, went there, loves this, wants to do that. So I decided that I want to see it. Want to know if it's worth the hype he assigns... and I have some plans. Of course I want to do some touristy stuff, go to the top of the Sears tower, go to a Cubs game (in particular, a Cubs-Mets game)
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