Leaving Chicago

Just one short week ago I decided to leave Chicago, my home, my heart. Sounds dramatic but it's the simplest way to put it. I've said to people that I lived in Chicago and it lived in me. Its a city but to me it was so much more, it was my life. I immersed myself in every facet of Chicago. I walked (many of you know what exactly me and walking entails - if its 10 miles or less it's walkable), breathed, and experienced everything Chicago had to offer and this is putting it lightly.
With a lot of reasons but no real good reason and I guess if you examine anything there never is a right reason to do anything; I left Chicago. I took with me what I could fit in my rental car and headed west to San Francisco. I picked up a book recommended to me and in it there was an inscription penned by Oscar Wilde:

"It's an odd thing, but anyone who disappears is said to be seen in San Francisco. It must be a delightful city and possess all the attractions of the next world"

It seems a fitting quote to start this whole adventure; which I will lovingly chronicle for all of you who can't be here to share it with me. And you all know it's what you've always wanted from me. More pointless rambling. But at least you'll be up to date on all I do. I lived the most ridiculous life in Chicago and I can't imagine what's going to happen here...I can say that I'm excited and I look forward to the bad, the worse, and the worst.