I might need to stay a little longer than planned, unless I collapse first.  This place is huge and just getting downtown is the Minneapolis equivalent of a commute out to the suburbs.

I think my mind is successfully off of my mind, if that makes sense.  I haven’t been thinking about my self, who I am, or what my life represents.  Rather, I’m trying to get around, navigate and figure out what I’m doing.

I’m walking around Wicker Park today.  Most of the stuff I wanted to see seems to be around here.  I’m going to try and find a show to go to tonight.