Mostly pictures today.
The clock says 1540, but the body says 82.
And two planes.
One mad dash between terminals at O’Hare.
Nice 60-minute bus ride from the airport.
And a 30-minute stroll from the bus stop.
With my backpack.
But all good.
Four entire days.
Free days.
Incredibly grateful I can still do this.
Without alcohol, no less.