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4 years ago I moved on from teaching in a high school, came to Chicago, and started a PhD in Sociology. I still can’t believe I did it. And I’m also still consistently amazed by the unpredictable arc that I’ve taken since being here. There’s no way I could have ever foreseen the way things are turning out. And, it could very well be in the end that I would have them no other way.
So why the beach tent? A couple years ago the joke was that I’d moved so often and none of my friends had ever seen my place to the point they were convinced I lived in a tent on the beach in Rogers Park. I think no metaphor could have fit me (or continues) to fit me more perfectly. But with the dawn of a new phase of my graduate school and a yearning to create a spot where I can hunker down for awhile, I bring you this new(er) beach tent. It’s a little shinier, possibly a little fancier, but ultimately still a tent.
I’m fairly sure I’ll always be a tent dweller. But that doesn’t mean it can’t be the Deluxe Family Version that sleeps 10 and has a covered front porch area, now does it?
My favorite all time picture.
