Spire

I have been keeping close tabs on this new building for the last couple of months. But only because it terrifies me. It's supposed to be close to 2,000 feet tall (that's about a half-mile high rising vertically into the sky, people). They say it will be the world's largest residential building. Wonderful. Great.

But what if it snaps in half like a tooth-pick from the gusty winds? A at work tells me that it is ugly due to its screw-like image. A giant nail dug into the skyline of Chicago. Hmm. I just think it is all a bit scary. What if you lived on the second floor and had 198 floors above you? How would they not crush everything?

I only recently found out that a skyscraper I had worked in sways 10 feet in each direction. I would be in the filing room listening to the odd creaking noises. Finally the groaning got too much for me so I stumbled out and asked the receptionist just what the christ was going on? I almost had a heart attack. I'm on the 30th floor of an 80 story building that is swaying in the wind.

"That's nothing." She calmly informed me, "The Sears sways 15 feet in each direction!" Like that made me feel better. Big wow, 15 feet isn't really less alarming than 10.

So, I've been keeping close tabs on this new building's progression. Kind of like keeping the enemy close. Even though it is only a building and not someone out to hurt me. I'm oddly interested. I've even signed up for prices on the property. Out of curiousity. Still worries me, though. In a vague, back-of-your-mind type of way.