This year was very eventful. It all began with the trip to NYC to watch the ball drop. Streets barricaded from times square all the way up to Central Park. Sidewalks were packed with people from all walks of life. You have the street corner guys selling tickets to ball drop events, handing their flyers for rooftops parties. The temperature was very mild for that time of year, I imagine it to be really cold based on the clothes of what people wore to the event when I watched it on TV. This time it was just perfect!
This is also the year that I have been diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder (MDD) and General Anxiety Disorder (GAD). I have been struggling with it for years, didnt really understood what it was until my anxiety got worse. I have been losing sleep, and even if I do get sleep it just feels that im just laying there with mind awake. It’s like living in a box which im struggling to get out of. Decided to seek professional help, it is still a struggle but all I can do is take it one day at a time and keep taking the pill that would eventually lead me out of the rabbit hole.
That trip to Las Vegas was quite eventful. It was supposed to be the trips of all trips for I was celebrating my bornday at the end of September. I took a trip with my lady friend from the UK to spend some time in Sin City, and the plan was to go to all these hotspot food places, bars and maybe go to a strip club. What the heck was I thinking? I am very well almost into half of my life and here I was thinking that I can party like I was a teenager. So needless to say the best part of that trip was the sleeping part because that is all what we did, as soon as we checked in the place we were down for the count. We won a good sum at the tables and we were smart enough to take our winnings to feed our big appetites. Saw a show about two grown up males that made balloon animals with their genitals and it resides in the Erotic Heritage Museum.But on our last night, everything that was going so good all of a sudden went bad. That was the night of the Las Vegas Shooting that killed 59 people and injured 546 people. It was truly a surreal experience.
Lastly, I got wasted during our annual pajama party with friends. I feel like I was set up but then again it is I who started chugging glass after glass after glass of brandy so I cant even blame anybody but myself. I didnt really believe the usual excuse “I didnt remember a thing” until it happened. I dont remember taking my specs off nor my watch, glad those were the only things I took off becuase it couldve been worse. Definitely there were pictures and I do appreciated the gesture of whoever took it did not posted it on facebook. Another good thing is my other set of friends who think like five year olds did not belong to this circle. One of them already said that if she was there she would’ve drawed a male genital on my forehead. Go figure, you just gotta love them lol
There are a lot more things that had changed my life, my mind and my heart coming into 2018. Things that would affect on how I would make decisions moving forward. I openly admit that I am naive, I generally think that people are innately good. The truth will always set you free and I would appreciate a whole lot of truth at times when I am being blinded by my wants . 2017 is winding down and in a few hours it would soon be commited to memory, just like the sands of time that is slowly escaping through the cracks. I welcome 2018 with open arms, although uncertain there is always that promise of a better year, a better life with people who matters most. Happy New Year everybody!
I have always been fascinated with photography, street photography to be specific. I love how a photograph have that ability to arouse ones emotion. A picture is worth a thousand words and yes, it is a cliché but it is just so true. One thing about street photography is that part of the landscape are the humans that would be in it. Me being an introvert struggle with this because if you really want to get that money shot you would need to approach and interact with your subject otherwise it would be creepy if you just invade someones personal space. Another problem is that I live in the west suburbs of Chicago, meaning there’s not much anything going on. I literally live right next to a cornfield. But just like everything in life, it would always be a work in progress and there will always going to be opportunities.
I want to be that person that would be able to bring that story across, the one that would be able to breathe life to an otherwise ordinary frame. Pictures captured are not just pictures, they are moments frozen in time. One of my favorite street photographers was Vivian Maier , according to her history is that she took more than 150,000 photographs during her lifetime and many of her negatives were never printed. There is also a documentary about her life titled “Finding Vivian Maier” which seems to be very fascinating. I know I have a very long way to go to be amongst the upper echelons of the street photography world, but the worst that one can do is not to take that shot. So just keep on clicking and maybe you’d be able to get that money shot after all.
It just sounds so juvenile when you hear it being said and played hooky is what I did. It was worth it for a few good reasons in which my number one reason is because it is MONDAY! I know I could’ve just rolled over my bed and got ready for work but I’m like “I’m gonna be like Bueller and skip adulting for a day”. Imagine a middle-aged woman skipping work to have a grand ol’ adventure with no other than mom. Yes y’all heard me, my very own mother was my sidekick for the day. We had been watching a few episodes of Chicago’s best on tv the day before and it kind of played a big part on where we went today.
This day trip was kind of educational for me in a way, for I am not a native of Illinois and I am still trying to figure out the “where’s” and the “what’s” in the land of Lincoln. So today we have decided to get lost in a small town called Joliet population 148,262 (estimate 2017).
Famous Route 66 passes through historic downtown and you can stop by the visitors center to check out more information about the main street of America or grab a bite at the Route 66 Diner that is just around the corner of this marker.
Now going back to the main reason why we made this trip, nothing really motivates me enough unless we are talking about food. I would drive a good mile in search of good noms and we ended up in a place called Chicken N Spice. It is right smack dab in the middle of sleepy downtown Joliet. The location had been there since 1979 which I think the place needs a bit of updating to be honest. The place did not disappoint though, the price is really affordable. I am not a big fan of chicken breasts but this joint had changed me. There are also couple of things that they have on the menu that I have not seen it served in any chicken places that I had been anywhere in Illinois, livers and gizzards. Last time I had chicken gizzards was in a KFC in South Carolina and even that don’t come close to the tenderness of the gizzards that they serve here.
On the way back home we came across a massive abandoned building that had been film locations to different tv series such as Fox’s “Prison Break” and movies such as “The Blues Brothers” and “Red Heat” to name a few. The Old Joliet Prison held prisoners from 1858 until 2002, in the construction of nearby Statesville Correctional and budget cuts had been the cause of its demise. The place was barricaded with wired fences and signs stating that trespassers will be prosecuted, is just enough to keep my sidekick stay sat in the car. I can’t imagine myself being locked up in one of those fortresses, I’d probably go crazy.
It was a very productive unproductive day and playing hooky is always fun with sidekicks. We drove away and ended up doing some retail therapy at Nordstrom and bought a half a dozen donuts at Stan’s. So I am just going to leave you with this yummy pistachio donut.