I woke up today in a funk for no apparent reason. After laying around doing nothing all morning, I forced myself to head down to the farmer's market in Lincoln Park.
Actual conversation that I had there:
"Hey, do you have cheese curds?"
"Yep, I just made them yesterday so they're extra squeaky...Are you from Wisconsin?"
Mmmm, squeaky cheese and a bike ride by the lake. I feel better now.
Song of the day: Small Town by John Mellencamp. I will always be a small town/city girl hybrid.