My favorite window in my house is a single window, surrounded by a plastic frame, double glazed and these days quite dirty. It's located right across from my futon that I've ruined over the years. It is located in what is now my bedroom as well as the living room. I spend many nights looking at it while trying to fall asleep, it overlooks most of Bennington and is actually quite beautiful at night, all the street lights sparkle like bioluminescent Pyrrophyta. Most of the time I forget about the beautiful view, I tend not to look at anything when I think, my eyes focus on a general direction but they don't see. Often when I look out that window I don't see the Eveready building or my three old apartments. I'm usually too busy feeling resentful about being confined to this room night after night. I lost my own bedroom privilege about a year ago, I gave my mother an ultimatum to choose me or her boyfriend; she didn't choose me. I'm basically kicked out of my house as soon as I save enough money for a deposit on an apartment, it's a slow pace with no work. This room wasn't always such a prison for me, when I was younger, before things got so complicated that I spent the best summer of my life mostly in this very room. It was the summer before I enrolled in high school, I had just turned 14, and I spent virtually every waking moment with my best friend and eventually my girlfriend. I drank alcohol for the first time with her in that room, we split a wine cellar we found in the back of the refrigerator, and we fell asleep almost immediately. We had our first kiss in that room and watched endless hours of horrible logo replays, but it was the most fun I've ever had. We are still friends even though we are both dating m...... middle of paper...... part of, and the beautiful trees and stars that I take for granted and so desperately need need to be reminded of them. Pausing and looking around at the beauty of nature is immeasurably therapeutic, perhaps that is the point of this project, noticing the world around us. I find myself so absorbed in the world in my head that I forget that there is one worth knowing outside of my skull, being an introvert has its advantages, I know myself well but taking a step outside of my normal mental tendencies is always refreshing. As a painter, I always wanted to capture this city panorama, but technical skills or lack of technical skills prevented this from happening. One day I will capture him and make him mine to take with me outside these walls to my new home. . I guess despite my desperation to leave this place behind, some memories are worth taking with me, this window being one...