Missing Chicago

While I am thoroughly enjoying many aspects of living in Omaha, the longing for my Chicago life keeps creeping into my thoughts. This was especially true last night when I was at a blogger meetup at Caffeine Dreams, an amazing coffee shop just one block from our house. The meetup was great and I met some amazing people. I thought, "Fantastic! People who think like me!"....but then, suddenly, at the end of the meetup Alkaline Trio started playing over the speakers. Now, for those of you who don't know Alkaline Trio...shame on you...no, but really, they are a Chicago punk band who has brought me many years of blissful memories. For me, they are that band that brings me back to college...back to a carefree, drunken time with no responsibilities. As the blogger meetup wrapped up, I decided to grab a hot chocolate to go. As I stood at the counter, "F*** You, Aurora" started to play. I started to make small talk with the baristo (is that what you call male coffee house workers?) who looked strikingly similar to Matt Skiba about Chicago and Alkaline Trio and how we had just moved. Really, I could have fallen to the floor crying and wallowing in my "missing Chicago" misery, as I listened to the song that reminded me of my first road trip to Chicago with my future husband to celebrate our first New Year's Eve together and sitting in Lake Shore Drive traffic. I know this change of scenery is for the best...but I will continue to miss the city that has brought me most of the happiest memories in my life.