I have looked through different windows in my life; both literal ones as well as metaphoric ones. Some of these windows I have claimed as my own, and others I always viewed with suspicion. Regardless of my feelings, these windows framed my view of the world, limited or expanded my view, created a space of tranquility or of chaos. What follows are three windows that have shaped my life.
the first window that was truly mine; it looked onto Wychcrest St. in Toronto
the window in Barcelona that makes me feel protected and I fought so hard to have: overlooking the interior lightwell in Poblenou
the window that changed many of my views: overlooking the neighbourhood of Čengić Vila in Sarajevo
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beautiful. here’s to opening many, many more windows.