I took this picture about three months ago walking along the North Side of Chicago. All right, to be more specific, I was walking to catch a bus home after stopping at Spencer’s Jolly Posh to pick up some Jelly Babies, because Jelly Babies are awesome. But that’s a bit of a tangent. While walking along, I came upon this door and the graffiti on it. While I don’t normally condone graffiti, I have to admit I am rather fond of this bit of it. It was a gentle, unexpected reminder and I was very grateful to have it. It gave me something to think about that day, and has on a number of days since then.