Here it is again. With more detail. I’ve never thought about this. My room looks like this. White walls, white ceiling. Black floor. So black you can’t see a reflection. The blackness almost dissolves things into because it’s so dark. I lay in this room often. In the middle of the floor looking up into the light above. I have my ball if shame in my hands. I am tossing it up and catching it as if I’m working on free throw form in basketball. Shooting it above my head, watching the rotations as See more