Chicago

There is something nostalgic about Chicago. I zoom in and out on Google Maps and for a moment it feels like I am there again. Something emotional about my oldest brother moving away when I still felt so young. He moved to Milwaukee, only a two hour drive away from "The Windy City." Or at least it was supposed to be a two hour drive but I remember the Chicago traffic prolonging travel by at least an hour. Boy do I remember Chicago. If you've ever been to Chicago, you remember it. It is that kind of city. The type of city that evokes a surge of passion through your veins. One that feels larger than life. It resembles New York City but feels much more personal. It's as if you could walk up to any one of the big sky scrapers, press your palm against the brick in a gesture akin to a handshake, and instantly become friends. It's the kind of city where even if you do watch what you eat, you start to believe that Chicago Deep Dish Pizza is good for you. It's where you choose your own identity and then let the world know. That's the Chicago I remember.

That piece was written about two weeks ago. Ladies and Gentlemen, that Chicago I wrote of, will be our new home! After much struggle with what I wanted to do in this life, I have finally decided: Advertising. Specifically, copywriting. Last Friday, the 13th of April, I received my acceptance to Chicago Portfolio School  Wahoo! We will be moving around the end of June in order to be all moved in before classes start on July 9th. We love Utah, our beautiful family, our terrific friends, and the life we have here. However, the call has come and we are ready to leave our mark on the world. First stop: The Windy City!

Photo by Trey Ratcliff