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November 11, 2023
It’s Saturday. And now that it’s getting dark earlier, I have even more time to stroll at dusk and pretend I’m not peeking in everyone’s windows while doing entirely that. There’s something endlessly inviting about that golden glow. It brings the comfort of home, even when it’s not your own.
“‘One never reaches home,’ she said. ‘But where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.’”
―Hermann Hesse, Demian