In which Seiber lets her hair down.

Infirmities mentioned in previous posts have extinguished themselves fully, in case anyone was still concerned for my health and sanity, although I have not yet discussed with certain parties my options for inflicting repercussions for crimes against my person. But enough of that. Party time!

I haven't been out of Hyde Park much, especially since winter set in. But yesterday was Kate's birthday and she was very insistent that something cool happen. So coolness was invoked. A lot of transport went into this, mind you. First it was the bus down to the Metra station, and then managing to finally herd everyone together just in time to get on the Metra.

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And there was also just...this.



I stepped off the El to transfer to the Blue Line and found this exactly as you see it, a subway platform strewn with red flower petals. It struck me as somehow bizarre, beautiful, and creepy at the same time and I just had to have a picture.