Location Taken: Chicago, Illinois
Time Taken: January 2008
Some days I really wish I wasn’t allergic to sunlight…
There’s just something really sad about having trouble with the source of the energy that powers just about all life on this planet. I think I’ve seen and read enough tales about people who can’t stand the Source of Life to know it rarely ends well for them. For one thing, they’re usually not the good guys in those stories…
Oh, and all those stories about Seattle never seeing the sun? That doesn’t apply during the summer. It’s been oh-so-very sunny lately. All sorts of marvelous days for biking and picnicking and swimming and whatever it is normal people do. In related news, I’ve spent most of this past week avoiding going outside when I have a choice…
