A picture of my home should have been a simple thing to accomplish, except that I'm me – overly-intellectual and way too attuned to the deeper meanings of things.
For whatever reason (and there are several), I've never felt at home anywhere. Even now, I have a place I stay, but no home. My creativity has always been my only safety, my only refuge.
It looks something like this.
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