Door light

When I'm in my room I find it difficult to keep my door closed when I open the blind to the balcony. In the morning the sunlight practically pours in through the window, unfiltered by the stains on the window and pigeon nests on the balcony. When the door to my room, which is on the direct opposite side of the room from the window, is closed, the sun light feels as if they are bouncing around the typical New York whitewashed walls blinding my eyes, and strangely enough, deafening my ears. When I open the door at least some of the sun light spreads out into the cramped dining room giving me some room to breathe.

The light is, so hard to bear sometimes. Maybe its just my nerve.

Right now both the blind and the door are open. It isn't particularly sunny right now though. There are layers of cloud outside, in hue of pale blue mixed with juxtapositions of gray... Peaceful, cold, almost holy, if only for a split moment.