These are pictures of my balcony and window. It has that net on it because we have an impulsive and chaotic cat in the house who would not blink an eye before choosing poking a bird over his own life. This balcony has seen me smoking with my older brother almost every night after our parents had slept, having long conversations with friends and faculty about my future, and contemplating suicide after my already-toxic family would particularly find themselves in a bad place. So much of my time was spent looking out as I felt trapped in.