In a week, Jimmy and I will be moving to Roscoe Village, a wonderful neighborhood in the city, just a few miles west from where we currently live.
We have lived in Boystown (a part of Lakeview) for four years. It’s been my home and my life. Tonight, I decided to talk a long walk alone and take in my neighborhood. I love that I am comfortable enough to walk alone in at night around here.
There are so many things that drive me nuts about this area, but I am really going to miss it overall.
Here are some of the things I will miss:
-the person who played their violin outside my window when I napped
-Russell, the Jewel cashier who works the overnight shift
-the smell of chicken and peppers that often seems to fill our lobby
-my bathroom window, which I often used for observing people outside while I showered
-laying on the floor doing yoga with my bunny
-sitting on the bus bench outside our window, just to get some fresh air
-walking to Caribou for lemon loaf, then sitting on the curb outside
-all the adorable dogs that flock down Halsted
-winters alongside the lake (and that time they closed Lake Shore Drive for everyone to go sledding)
-Pride. Pride. Pride.
-the happiness I would get from seeing every type of person happily walk down the streets
-Jimmy’s reigning title as “Mayor of Broadway”. He’s worked at the same video store for almost 4 years, and every time we go out, at least 3 people recognize him and love him.
– countless parties and get togethers with our best friends and family.
(Our moving in party in September 2010)
-Nights staying up with Jimmy and playing video games until the sun peaked through the buildings
-Falling asleep on the couch with Trouble
-taking evening strolls down Halsted on hot summer nights to take in the neighborhood
Here’s to Roscoe Village. Here’s to a new neighborhood to fall in love with. Here’s to going back to Boystown with the knowledge that while some people might just be visiting, I know what a beautiful little world it truly is.