I feel kind of ridiculous saying it, but I really don't like living alone. I can name a lot of up sides to it, mainly having to do with freedom and flexibility, but ultimately, I love having a companion. Even if we're not doing something together, I like just being in the presence of others, their living filling even silence with energy. In Mumbai, there was so much human energy everywhere just because there are so many people. A lot of the time, it was too much -- too many people, all trying to do their own things and getting in each other's way. I love that city at night because it calms down, but there is still a lot of life happening. In Chicago, there are a good number of people out during the day, enough to give me that buzz of life being lived. But at night, most people retreat to their homes, and since I live alone, sometimes it's just too still. I intentionally got an apartment on a busy road so that I can hear cars and people outside later in the evening and earlier in the morning, which helps stem the feeling of isolation, but I'd really love to be hanging out in here with someone else, listening to traffic, watching football, cooking dinner. I want to be surrounded by not only my possessions and interests, but those of someone else.
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You can come be our room mate:-P I don't know that I can compete with an ice cream place that's 17 seconds walk away or the hustle and bustle of Chicago traffic. However, we have the Rt. 67 Cafe Tenderloins.
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