3/16/2017 4 AM Hague House, my room
White light pouring in through the window, light coming from the top half of the computer coming out in slots, bottom half unobstructed light. Covers walls in light.
The darkness of the night is a myth. When the supposed darkest hours of the day are in full swing, endless light pours forth into my room and shines across each wall. The glow of the light shifts slowly over time but persists in breaking through no matter what hour it is. The only wall spared of the chunks of brightness graces my roommate while I face the wrath of the night’s sunny gleam.