I’ve always wanted to live in a lighthouse. Of course, the practically of that idea would probably make such a residence a place I would find quite unpleasant, aside from those few days when the weather is warm, the water is still, and the sun is shining brightly. The rest of the time such a place is surely battered by the relentless onslaught of winds and general unpleasantness that made it a necessity to warn passing ships to avoid. But nonetheless, for a little while maybe, I would like to live in a lighthouse.