Move to Chicago

Is becoming less and less desirable to me. I’m thinking I could stand moving halfway around the globe to another city if need be. I love Chicago but I’m starting to feel a bit more global. I’d be open to wherever God wants me to live.

is one of those days. I want out of Peru.

I should just move there. I’d save on gas. However, I’d lose on housing. Holy crap it’s expensive to live in that city. I need a man, clearly. The only thing that’s really keeping me here is ministry. I just can’t see not being a part of the amazing ministries I’m involved with. I think I could even deal with not being around my family and friends as much but God is doing so many cool things! I love the work i get to do here.

Ever since I was a little kid I remember dreaming of living in the city and meeting exciting new people. I always pictured myself happy, in some coffee shop somewhere. Whenever I would go to the city I remember drinking it all in and being so enamored with the lights and the busyness. I loved the action and all the noise. Once I was a teenager me and my boyfriend and other friends would be there all summer long. I feel at home in the city, like I’m at peace with it all. I often feel so out of place where I live. I always thought that by the time I was twenty three I would have moved there.