There’s a corridor in my house (actually, my mom’s house) at the end of which are the bedrooms. The bedroom right in front of the corridor has its door and window in line with it and has a thick red curtain (with an almost perfect Lambertian material, as they’d say in the graphics programming business!) on that window. The corridor is facing south so there’s light behind this curtain during almost all hours of the day.
Every time I return from a trip, if the Big Yellow Light in the Big Blue Room is on, the light passing through the curtain casts a really really eerie red-colored mood into the place. It’s not ominous or anything; quite the opposite. It is soothing and comforting. It’s the sign of home for me.
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