The Windy City Anonymous

I come from a place where the Sears Tower dominates the glitter of the skyline, the glorious silver Bean lives, and the notorious winters leave us all to witness weather that would even have Demeter herself question the decision of her revenge: the Windy City. You will stand in the middle of downtown and see a plethora of not only towering buildings, but people from all walks of life. Most importantly, you will see that most people are coming off of the one system that keeps the vast, bustling city together- the CTA (Chicago Transit Authority). Trains roar and busses speed past the cars, all carrying stories of a diverse group of people all wanting to leave their mark on the world. There you will also see me every morning and every afternoon with my hour commute to school.

Approximately 1,560 hours of my high school career have been spent either standing on the blue platform or getting lucky and finding a seat hoping that my backpack would reside itself comfortably on my lap but never reaching this goal as the strong breaks would have it launching through the air. You really cannot have the best of both worlds here but that is perfectly fine because my commute has given me a lot more.

Come with me on my ride through Chicago.

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