Monday, March 1    

Cornered
Working from home today felt like a break from the world. I knew everyone was out there, going about their day, doing their work, and I was too -- but it didn't quite feel like it. It felt like no one knew where I was, like I was invisible just for today. Perhaps it was seeing all the sunlight in my room -- I miss this time of day during the week, and like as not, I sleep through it on the weekends. Perhaps that's why I've filled my room with so much white, a vain attempt at mimicking the light of day. Or perhaps it's just my innate fear of color.

  posted @ 8:04 PM |