After coming home I “found refuge” at a house in Uptown Minneapolis. I lived in the back “servant’s quarters” of an old house. It was cold and damp, but somehow so comfortable. It was a good opportunity to become reunited with the friends I had only visited a few times in the last couple years. I had a great time and was able to gather my thoughts and make some plans before starting a new job.
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