Today a friend told me about a social experiment he’d just read about. The experiment was to see if “in a mundane setting, at an inconvenient time, if true beauty could transcend it.” The Post posed the poignant question, “Do we perceive beauty in unexpected places?” I’ll send you the experiment to you if you’re curious but my friend looked at me and said, “That’s you. That’s what you do”. It just so happens that today I was already planning on posting this cute moment I found on a Chicago subway. 🤷🏻♀️💓💯
I’ll never forget the moment I met Tuesday. She had every right to be pushy (she’d say ‘insistent’); I was about to leave without her. In what should have been an epiphanic moment of foreshadowing, she’d just escaped the pen where the puppies were supposed to be to waiting patiently. But Tuesday has never been a “good dog” despite being the best dog. She’s always been more wild than that (she’d say ‘spirited’). Besides, what would you do if you realized the nice lady was not only leaving without you, she was taking your brother too.
As she hurried across the bricks, our gazes locked, and she slowed to a waddle when she neared me. Her eyes changed from urgent to imploring. With an invitation on her face, she plopped into a sit at my feet. Light stretched through the trees and swayed across her blue eyes as we stared at each other. “Looks like you’re getting two dogs”, my boyfriend said with a wry chuckle.
Mesmerized by this tiny creature and her bold blue gaze, I knew the choice had been made.
As Tuesday’s body grew, so did her spirit. She was endlessly curious, never found a reason not to be. She made every moment the brightest version of itself, and never found a dull one. She never knew how many years she’d get and she didn’t waste time wondering. From the purest start to an agonizing end, Tuesday was the most vivid example of a life loved and truly lived.
You see, Tuesday didn’t know she was a dog, with paws instead of fingers. She didn’t know she was just supposed to take naps, eat food, keep me company and be happy alone. She wasn’t aware that she was expected to be content with the experience I confined her to. She was completely oblivious of her limitations and even rejected the notion itself. She just burst into this existence, in the body she was given, with the spirit of a comet. Thank God. She may not have known how to be what humans wanted her to be, but she knew how to be what God created her to be; my greatest teacher.
Thank you, Toozy, for choosing me.
This charming man was having breakfast at Nookies in Chicago the same morning I was. He was dipping his buttered toast in his coffee like he’d done it that way for years. He was laughing with an old friend across the bar. He was talking about how his son looks like he’s “practically french kissing with his dog” and he “doesn’t understand why people want to french kiss their dogs these days” (I’m with ya 🤢) but “he could completely understand why someone would want to french kiss a woman”. If pure, intact, unaffected moments of humanity were bubbles, this was one of the biggest and brightest bubbles I found in Chicago. #heartswelladventures
Downtown Chicago is like a light prism. With so many reflective surface-encrusted buildings all nestled together, the light that hovers in between is like an otherworldly glow. People standing in direct sunlight look like they’re standing on a film set. In this shot, I have no idea where the light on the Opera Building was coming from, but it created the most unique glow, and was definitely capture-worthy despite what these construction workers thought. 😂