"Oh the night makes you a star
And it holds you cold in its arms..."
- Shine, Anna Nalick



There are those nights you can't go home. After a disappointing, long long night at the office my cinderblock dorm room was the last place I wanted to be. So I took an hour long or so detour along the river, and put things in perspective again even if just for a bit. Not the safest thing to do, but in my eye completely worth it.
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