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So, I'm sitting in a swanky hotel room in Chicago on my last leg of my conference laden May, looking forward to going home - so we can turn around and fly to Tokyo. My boss has already left me messages about what I need to do tomorrow, since he'll be missing the opening. I haven't returned his calls - and don't intend to till tomorrow. I just want to indulge the fantasy that this is a pleasure trip for just a little while longer. But honestly I must return some time without the commitments and with Not Afraid. I love this city.