Today I feel strangely adult-like. I woke up at Mary's way too early, and instead of going back to sleep, drove home to have coffee and breakfast with my mum. Since then, I have counted and separated the rest of my money to be taken to the bank, set up our electricity in Chicago, and collected and signed all the necessary paperwork for my cell phone rebate. I have my own address. I have bills and cell phones and bank accounts in my name. This is a weird and wonderful feeling.

First adult task when I get to Chicago that really is refreshingly not adult-like at all: find a cheap bike.