The taxes are high, the streets are overly crowded and in bad repair, and the weather stinks. I’m not long for this zip code. I’m going move to where the weather suits my clothes. Or, better yet, my hair.

I can always buy new clothes, but I cannot seem to change my hair. I’ve tried. But no matter the high-quality haircut, the expensive highlights, the hours spent on styling, in only two minutes of “outdoors” my hair style is reduced to a mess of limp locks. I blame the wind, and the humidity.

There are many days in Chicago without humidity, but very few without wind. I’m leaving.

But I’ve said that before.