1) Tuesday, February 11, 2014 at 7 PM in Bill of Rights Hall bathroom.
2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: Upon entering the bathroom stall in my residence hall, all lights in the stall went out except for one that points down and is placed about 4 feet above the toilet.
3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: The second the two other lights in the stall went out and only the one was working, I felt enclosed in an interrogation room. My whole body tensed, felt much colder, and the stall felt much smaller than it has ever before. Even though I felt this way, I couldn’t help but continue to stare at the light as if something in my surroundings was going to change. I suddenly felt guilty and criticized for having to take care of human nature. It made me a bit scared and angry, but as I was leaving, one of the other two flicked back on, somewhat relieving tension. The whole time I was experiencing this, I also felt trapped in a cave where only one light was visible for me to try to potentially reach, almost taunting me. This was not a fun light observation experience for me, but it made me realize the importance of light, especially in a bathroom.