A "Bad" Girls Tale: Finding Inner Peace

....My heart is racing. There's so much noise, so many people. I can't believe I'm really here, in Chicago.... Ok, Anise. breathe. You got this girl. You really know who you are. I start walking through Union Station. It's so big its like a mall. People wiz by. I get a few strange glances. I'm sure I look out of place. I definitely feel like it, but people seem more preoccupied with themselves and their company. There's so much noise. Lights everywhere. It's slightly overwhelming but vibrant. For the first time in my entire life I feel alive. I walk to a huge bridge over looking the water. It makes me think of the Titanic. It's modern and brisk, but its big and it looks like only people who know their place in life should be there. I start to feel the sting of icey wind on my arms and realize the hair on my forearms is standing up. I didn't think to bring a jacket. Its only September and back home in Georgia it's still warm. I really didn't bring much of anything except myself, $50 and the few clothes I own. Im hungry and I need a drink.