I'm in Chicago! All by myself!
This week is the first-ever-in-America contemporary circus festival, and I wanted to be here to support it. I left Greg and the kids in Massachusetts, and got on a plane all by myself, and checked into a hotel all by myself, and here I am.
That alone is the most astonishing experience I've had so far this week.
It feels terrifically freeing and indulgent, being accountable to no-one. I can run around the city on frivolous errands if I want, or I can lie in my hotel room and watch TV all day if I want. (I'm doing neither of these things. But the idea that I could!!) The schedule of time does not matter to anyone but me. No one else's needs have to be considered.
I have to admit though, it's my second night here and I'm starting to feel a little weird. I've been talking to myself a lot. And if feels a bit lonely, knowing there is no one to come home to in the evening. I thought I would be completely busy with the festival, all day and eve, but that hasn't turned out to be the case.
I'll post more about the festival itself soon.