Jonas Ellison

Jonas Jonas. You’re landing on my home shore at just the moment I’m desperately trying to convince myself to pluck it’s cold steely fingers out of my soul. All my “Move and Witness’ writing on this site is about my move OUT of Chicago to Southern Cal. I think I’m one of the weird ones who will continue to crave the change of seasons. I will miss the gritty, cold, no bullshit forge-aheadness of Chicago. Actually missing it while I stare out at the Pacific Ocean and contemplate the cosmetically enhanced Disney-esque vibe that seems to permeate even here within a diverse strata of humanity — 35 minutes South of LaLa Land. Sigh. God speed my man. God speed.

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