St. Pat's day spent in Chicago with Z, 2012. How lovely is this memory. It shines like a bright spark in my unreliable memory. It was beautiful because it was spent with someone who thinks that I am special, because it was filled with good food, coffee and cheers, because it involved a beautiful city whose charm I just discovered.
One day I hope to go back there, and maybe you'll still be in the city and I will ask you to come with me, to relieve that moment again; once upon a time on a lovely day in the spring break.
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