Shoot, this whole photo a day thing seemed much more feasible yesterday coming off a five-day Thanskgiving weekend. I didn’t even think to pull my camera out until I left work at 5:00. This is how dark it is at 5:00 in Chicago, by the way. I hate it. I meant to take a picture of the lights on the trees and was surprised to see that my building outshone them. I may not work in the tallest building in the loop, but it’s really pretty at night. Even better than that, I almost never see it at night, which still feels like a lucky break, even though I’ve now been at my “new” job almost twice as long as I was at my “old” job.
One more note about working downtown. As much as I love the idea of working from home and seeing my family all the time, working downtown makes me feel alive. I missed it when I was on maternity leave. I missed it when I didn’t go to the office last week. The first time I took Dylan downtown, when she was just eight weeks old, she came alive too, staring up at the skyscrapers and steeples, grinning at the protestors, and then passing out on my chest when she couldn’t take anymore newness, and I was so proud to be able to give her this city.