What if I was given the opportunity to move anywhere and had enough money such that I could hire a private jet to visit loved ones? (Well, ok, and husband and I would have to have another property in the middle of nowhere to preserve his sanity).
I'd buy a gritty loft in a high rise in downtown Chicago. Like this one:
I had a visceral reaction to this picture for some reason, and REALLY wanted to live there.
Just a random thought from the day.
What are your what ifs?
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