When I was 16, I saw Wicked the musical on a cold night in the city, and I decided that Chicago was my emerald city. It was always some magical and beautiful place, and I loved spending weekends and day-trips in the city with my mom and friends, running on Lakeshore drive, walking the streets, and eating cheesecake. There is something about the skyline that made me always always always want to live there. Now, I do. This blog is about my life and journey in this big city.
