I made it to Chicago fine with only minor traffic annoyance at the tolls before the Loop. The drive was odd. I was listening to Wishful Drinking by Carrie Fisher which is a pretty depressing depiction of her life, and sanity. Lots of stories about broken relationships, drugs and electro-shock therapy. Her life was interesting but I think she's an average to poor writer.. or maybe a terrible audiobook voice.
Either way, got here feeling pretty weird. Went for a walk around the medical district with camera; I got asked for money by a crazy-eyed woman with a small child, eyed by the police and watched a sunset.
Currently I'm in a bit of a funk. First time I've been alone for the last week and a half and my brain is stuck in neutral cogitating on past Sundays. Which I wished I'd get over right about now.
Positives: Some neat photos, though Photomatix isn't dealing with some of them well at all. I don't think It likes the d90 files. I have a tasty smelling sandwich and was giving a gift bag from the hotel manger because of who I work for.
Hopefully food will kick my brain into gear.
Yeah. Food helped. Stupid hypoglycemia.