I sit alone in a quiet room. With mind racing I shut out the lights to try and minimize stimulations. I sit longing for peace from outside influence. Quickly I realize that the immediate look of darkness isn’t what I’d hoped. As my eyes adjust to the darkness shapes become clearer. The collage of black and white photos on the wall opposite me appears as my eyes adjust. Slowly the shape of the single engine plane in one of the photos takes shape. A lone figure in a hallway the subject of another photo comes to light. Only one other of the group has enough contrast for me to identify with the lack of light. It’s a group of headstones in a long ago forgotten cemetery. To my left is a window sill with my wireless router blinking aimlessly on it. Below that is the Rinnai heater with its faint green light on subtly stating it was all systems go. Out of the corner of my eye there’s motion from the lights of a large plane flying over.