Negativity Fast
If people fasted from negativity as religiously they would from eating sugary shit, carbs, or high cholesterol. for a day, a week, a month
One Year before the Outbreak
in 2019: My last partial year in Chicago. I just came back into town from a very nice vacay in Nagshead which is the Outer Banks (aka OBX by the locals, I know sounds like a tampon brand). It was a nice time, my sister rented an obnoxious house on a golf course on the sound side, which is stupid. You want to be on the ocean front. Anyways, I still had a hell of a time, really. Best seafood ever, and it was so refreshing. I only regretted having to return home to Chitown eventually. Little did I realize that I would be relocating to North Carolina a month later. The remaining few weeks before leaving, I visited all of the places that I could think of: Byrons Hotdogs: I know that Anthony Bourdain featured Budacki's on Damen & Lawrence, and I don't know why. He had a peculiar fondness for Koreans, what's there not to like? Most Koreans are cute, crazy people. I'm only half so I guess I'm half cute, half crazy. This place is my spot for greasy fast food and I've been coming here since I was a young pup. So has my entire clan. I'd come after school to get a quick bite or take some friends along with me for lunch. 3rd Coast Cafe: I didn't get a time e to squeeze this place in. This was my secret spot, my hang place, and my favorite cafe in the city. I would go on dates here, spend hours at a time during winter simply writing in my sketch-journal, filling them up, and do my homework here as well. Tango Sur: my fav and one of the longest standing restaurants in Wrigleyville, this Argentinian steak house is a gorgeous ambiance, and their steaks are exquisite. Davis Theater: had to see a movie here one last time. It's where I saw LOTR, and the original Star Wars trilogy. It's also where I had my first date and first date kiss (not my first kiss, first date kiss. I had my first kiss kiss when I was like 2 or 3). I think
2020
The year is steadily winding closer toward the finish line. I recently migrated to the piedmont of NC. On Aug 31st, 2019 at 6:30 am, I left the windy city once and for all. The city was still asleep, and it felt weird seeing downtown in my rearview mirror, the telltale Willis Tower's trademark antennae array, the John Hancock building, the Illinois state-building. I'd dreamed of this very moment, it was happening and I was living it. My 2017 Honda Civic was filled to capacity with my luggage, and Sabi (the prince of dogs) was chilling in the back seat. Would have left even earlier, but my upstairs neighbor a single black mom named Paris needed my help lifting my bed up to her unit. I bequeathed her my space-age mattress, how kind of me.
