chi-town

i'm in my brother's place and it's incredible.

he, as the aforementioned title states, lives in chicago. oh, but he doesn't just live in the city. nope, my brother lives on the 30th floor of a building that's livingroom overlooks lake michigan and the skyline. looking out of his window is like looking at a postcard. it's incredible. he has marble floors, a concierge, an exercise room, and an outdoor pool with patio furniture and grills.

this shouldn't come as a surprise since he is a lawyer at a very lucrative firm. what makes it crazy is that it's my brother. the man whose "office" is carpeted with comic books and would rather talk warcraft than torts. it's, naturally, really cool to see him doing so well. it's just funny. here's a guy, when he was in law school at Columbia, would want me to come down every weekend and hang out. whose apartment i would clean --and still do--when he's at work or class. this same man has marble walls in his shower. that's funny. i guess what makes it so good is that, even with all of his success, he's still my brother.

there's just no way to describe this view. oh, and night, fuggitabouddit. the lights of the city are little jewels scattered on the land with a beautiful open, midwestern sky with its respective jems.

i think it's safe to say that i'll be coming here more often. i've been missing home lately and long for the open star-filled skies of the midwest. i miss my brother and hate living so far from him. part of me wants to move back, but i'm undecided. for now, i'll just visit him and live, momentarily, in the lap of luxury.