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When I stepped out onto the porch to let the dog out, I could see my breath. The stars were frozen overhead in the crystal darkness, and at 5:30 am, the city was blessedly still. At this peaceful hour before the world stirs and comes rushing at me again, I am so happy to be home.

This place is my anchor. The axis point around which my world revolves. Despite the electrical storms of anxiety, and the fogs of depression that roll in upon me, this place is always a beacon of love shining out into the night calling me home to what matters. Yes, it feels good to be back where I belong, in the only place that really matters. All the rest is just noise and distraction. Here at 20 Prospect, the stars above remind me of the saints we loved who have gone before us, and the sleepy warm embrace of my wife as I kiss her goodbye, is the very breath of life.

Split Rock Lighthouse, Minnesota - USA

Split Rock Lighthouse, Minnesota - USA

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