3/20/08 07:39 am - Sweeter Than Soon, May We Meet In That Room
I’ve been in Chicago for almost a month now, and it still feels as if I’m dreaming all of this. I have yet to unpack all of my earthly possessions, but the collections that I have unpacked mark this place as all my own. When I walk through the secret passages of my home, I feel just like a child again. Just today I had a tea party with Reggie and Benelux in the small mysterious room that connects to my bedroom. I can’t quite understand the purpose of the room other than having rendezvous in the rain and practicing the most clandestine of rituals. I love to sit in this room and watch the world from its gem-shaped window while playing my mandolin and imagine that no one could ever find me there. This place is magical. There are times when the snow and the loneliness get the better of me, but mostly I feel like I’m experiencing things for the first time and I love it.
