Friends, on your darkest days, what shines down on you? What songs blare through your ears threatening to burst through your speakers? What whiskey gets you through the night? What flavor of ice cream comforts you? What is your pacifier? Your safety blanket? Where do you feel home? And what do you do when you feel like you’ve lost all of these things? Like they’ve rotted away in the attic of your soul and all that’s left is a memory of some trace of peace?