Downtown

Walking around downtown today to meet with my friend for lunch and I realized how dead the city feels to me sometimes.  Everyone going about the same old business, the same restaurants, same routine, day after day...

Routine sucks the soul out of me and maybe I didn't mind so much when I was living in the mountains of New Mexico - everything around me was alive - the earth, the plants, the water...

It's summer in Chicago and I should be grateful considering the winter, but the concrete and steel buildings are robbing my creativity, one floor at a time.  I happen to work on the 16th floor.  My soul is being sucked out of me.  Ode to the mountains: I should be with you instead.