I'm back Munster, the town in which I have to bike for an hour in order to get to the nearest independent coffee shop. The barista said I had to buy something if I wanted to use their wifi. Tea is $2.75. I'm not kidding.
On a happier note, I've already visited the Munster Public Library where they have recently installed a gender neutral bathroom. Score. I feel better about being home.
I will probably spend the rest of the day looking frantically for a job and writing a letter to Chicago, my cruel and comforting lover for the last nine months.
Half a day down, two months to go.
