My favorite window in my house is plain, with a plastic frame around it, doubly sore and lately quite dirty. It sits directly across from my futon which I have ruined over the years. It is located in what is now my bedroom and also the living room. I spend many nights looking out while trying to fall asleep, it overlooks much of Bennington and is really quite beautiful at night, all the streetlights glowing like bioluminescent Pyrrophyta. I find myself forgetting about the beautiful view most of the time, I tend not to look at anything when I think, my eyes fixate in a general direction but don't see. Many times when I look out this window I don't see the Eveready building or all three of my old apartments, I'm usually too busy resenting being confined to this room night after night. I lost the privilege of my room about a year ago, I gave my mother an ultimatum to choose me or her boyfriend; he didn't choose me. I essentially get kicked out of the house the moment I save up enough money for a deposit on an apartment, it's a slow pace with no job. This room wasn't always a prison for me, when I was younger, before things got so twisted, I spent the best summer of my life mostly in this room. It was the summer before I enrolled in high school, I had just turned 14, and I was spending pretty much every waking moment with my best friend and, eventually, my girlfriend. I drank alcohol for the first time with her in this room, we shared a wine cooler we found in the back of the refrigerator, and fell asleep almost immediately. We had our first kiss in this room and watched endless hours of terrible logo reruns, but it was the most fun I've ever had. We're still friends even though we're both dating... middle of paper... a part of, and the beautiful trees and stars that I take for granted and desperately need to be reminded of. Taking a break and observing the beauty of nature is immeasurably therapeutic, perhaps that is the goal of this project, to notice the world around you. I find myself so absorbed in the world in my head that I forget 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 It's always refreshing. As a painter I have always wanted to capture this panorama of the city, but technical skill or lack of skill has prevented this from happening, but one day I will capture it and make it my own to take with me outside these walls to my new home. I figure that despite my desperation to leave this place behind, some memories are worth taking with me, including this window.