14 January 1986

On my birthday this year I wished to make the pilgrimage home. I didn't know where my home was anymore or even if I ever did know. I found myself at this place, I had been there before, and I remembered something. At that moment when I looked to the scaffolding so high and the stairs that led only to the endless sky... I knew my heart was home.

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