Blind Saxman
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The cool jazzman at the window’s edge belies the frenzy within. Aside from my upcoming biggest purchase ever, my weekdays and weeknights are busy in a way that makes my Chicago life seem so, well, suburban. True, I lived in the Chicago suburbs, but that’s not the point! I was busy then, too. It’s bad enough that I tend to schedule spontaneity. But, I’ve now decided to schedule sanity time.