Where do I even begin?! 

The past couple of weeks have been nothing less than a crazy whirl wind - like the kind Dorothy had. I keep waiting to wake up in my bed with some friends around me and say, "Wait you were there too! You were on stage with me at Lolla! You were in a pool! You sat next to me on a plane and made me an awesome playlist on my iPhone!" ....or something like that. The only difference is this - I know that the past few weeks have been awesome, stressful, nonstop and I won't be waking up telling tales of scarecrows, lions, and men made of tin. (maybe a few witches but hey...)

Sadly, I took my last trip of the summer to Chicago and finally got to meet Lil' Baby. He's precious, perfect, and it kills me that I can't squeeze his little toes everyday. Thank God for my darling sister and her iPhone. I'm no techy, but since July 23rd my appreciation for technology has grown leaps and bounds. 

I also attended Lollapalooza. There really aren't even enough words to describe that whole adventure. I made some new friends and am really looking forward to what the future has in store. As if I needed more reasons to love Chicago, my second love, my second city.

This trip really got some wheels turning in my head, and one thought that just won't go away is -WTF?! How the hell are some people able to cheat on their significant other?! I mean, the only relationship I've been in for a while is with the city I love so much and all this talk about Chicago and leaving my heart there has made me feel sooooooo horribly guilty. AND it's a city. A CITY! 

This city has never wronged me, never left me feeling alone, and always always encouraged me to strive for more without feeling like I was on the road to no where. AND what do I do? Cry the moment I hear the "ding" on an airplane and even more so when I hear the words that have always been so comforting, "Welcome to Austin, TX."

Maybe it's the heat Texas is trying to kill me with. Maybe it's Lil Baby. Maybe it was all the music and zha-zha-zhu in Grant Park during Lollapalooza (and after)....I'm not sure what it is, but it's something. And that something is haunting. Maybe it will fade with summer the way so many romances do. If that's the case it may be a while. Either way, I love you Austin, but something else fits too...maybe...we'll see. 

~ A Charlie Gal