In six days, I will be in a minivan while I am looking at NYC in the rear view mirror.
800 miles ahead of me, Chicago will be waiting for me and my co-pilot, Teresa. (She’s flying out to make the drive with me. She’s the reason I am moving. She’s awesome.)
A rental minivan full of my belongings. Two people with intersecting lives. A tale of two cities.
Soon, it will be, “So long, New York.”
Soon, it will be, “Hello, Chicago!”