light LOOP shelter is dissolving

excerpt from my first grade journal: "white is a dream, that you have in your head"

My shelter has always come from cleanliness. When I was younger, my OCD tendencies of keeping everything in order and clean controlled my peace and every day; although that has lessened in gravity, it now takes the form of a shower.

A shower is a personal space, a sanctuary of warmth and clarity, literal cleansing, a place that would be very strange if invaded. Haze and constricted space-you can see inwards but can't see out...