windows! the portals!

i mean, really, the thing i should write about, if i am to write about things that i actually think about, not tepid little thoughts that i stretch into weak, tedious paragraphs by way of writing, that fundamentally long winded thing, is windows in stockholm. because they, along with puts, are that defining thing that make this city so special and beautiful. they are what make this city open, what lights this city. its such an obvious but novel thing that people's private spaces light the street, that stockholm scarcely needs streetlights because of the glow cast by every home. and i know, yes, it's a beautiful thing borne of the wretchedness of a land plunged in darkness, but it opens this city up, it makes its structures transparent. i'd love to talk to an architect about how the emphasis on windows effects how they design. this city glows by the light of its people.

there're these shipping containers being used as offices across the street from kira's apartment and they've installed windows in them. i mean, it's fucking obvious, i'd rather die than be stuck in a shipping container without one, but still. there's a fucking beautiful thing here.