The Point

The Point is the end and the beginning. Waking with the sun, even at 5am, is a remarkable thing. Each day we rise effortlessly in anticipation of the glorious colors the skyline has been painted.

There is ceremony in sunrise and with sunset. We rise in our own personal space, quiet and in solidarity, and we end with a a sunset of communal drink, gazing off into the western sky. Time feels still even as we watch the last of the light swiftly slip away.