When we met it was Wildfire. The minute I saw you, something sparked, and I just knew. I knew about the late nights I would spend in your bed, tracing the lines of your profile with my eyes while you worked. I even knew that I would like you – despite your rambling, and your dorky voice. I knew that whatever it was we would have wouldn’t be much, but just enough to keep me there. I knew I would get hurt … but I knew I would still see you anyway. Week after week after month. W
I’ve heard so many good things about Chicago, and have been meaning to visit for quite some time now. I’d love to see Wrigley Field, the Jordan statue in front of United Center, and the infamous “bean” in Millennium Park. So when I found out Lollapalooza was there I made it official and copped tickets to Saturday and Sunday’s show (3-day sale passes were sold out, wamp). While I’m a little bummed I’ll be missing SBTRKT, Passion Pit, and M83, I cannot wait for Santigold, Aloe