1) Friday 02/07/2025 @ 9:41 pm sitting on my bed looking out the door
2) OBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: The candle lamp by my bedside illuminates my room with a red glow from the Christmas candle below it. From the main entranceway, a stream of light peeks down the side hallway leading to my bedroom. The main light on the wall is off igniting a cozy atmosphere.
3) SUBJECTIVE DESCRIPTION: Within the walls of the small bedroom a quiet warmth quells the worries of the day. Reading my book under the warm red glow I see shadows dance, stretching and shrinking with every page turn. The smell of the candle fills the room with the feeling of home. In a corner, of a house, with friends but still alone the candlelight is a hug from my mother. The light from the open door begs interaction asking for a moment with a friend but the house is empty. So I return to my book and Christmas smells wondering when houses feel like homes.