Recently I took down my curtains. I did not replace them.
It was a daring move.
I have decided to live without curtains.
If I want to change my clothes, then I go into the bathroom.
Light comes in.
At night I can see the stars and the moon.
I am not overlooked much, but I still feel a bit shy about having no curtains.
I like to look at the garden, to watch the flowers nodding in the breeze.
I like to have greater light in my room, but there is the inner conflict of doubt.
I have always had curtains, always closed them when I went to bed.
Now I tuck myself in, and gaze at the sky growing dark.