today i visited the bean

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a hallmark of chicago lives a double life in new york. i remember discovering it for the first time, on a cold winter's night, with a wonderful companion. 

though it's not a timed tradition, i frequent my reflection from time to time, intrigued by the way it's changed right in front of me.

today, it felt cold. 

but i tried my best to stay warm.


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