- Looking outside & not sure if someone is going to peer back in
- The fact that I didn’t notice that I had full length blinds for a long time, nor how much light was not coming through the window until I cleaned it quite recently
- The little section of glowing yellow from my crazy light on my ceiling
- The trash cans sitting outside
- saying hello sometimes saying not
- the grandmother who did make eye contact with me, the kids who do
- the constant scrubbing of the pane that never gets better
- thoughts of the LSE painter man who looks the same every time I see him, in white overalls and on his knees or reaching above his head to draw lovingly and carefully the handswidth brush across another inch of the institution’s walls
- does someone watch me sleeping?
- when can I have the windows open?