When I was a little girl, I used to fantasize about having one of those seat back windowsills. I dreamt about moving into a room that offered a large perch overlooking the outdoors, only so that I could create a cozy little reading nook for myself. The reason for why still eludes me, but it's one of my most fervent memories -- there are only a few things I remember having such a strong longing for. Perhaps it was due to the enchanting aspect of stargazing while getting lost in a book. I vividly remember romanticizing the scenario in my head, how homey it would feel, how unique it would be to have that little private space all to myself.
I never did get my snug windowsill alcove, but I like to hold on to the fact that I dreamt of it as a child. When we were viewing this apartment prior to buying it, the wide break in the wall cradling each and every window were something I made a mental note of. The thought was inevitable: I was finally going to have my windowsill bench moment.
It's now way more representative than anything else, as I no longer have dreams of private time in a small space that is all mine, but there is something nice and satisfying about having one of your childhood desires come to life. I do occasionally sit there and gaze out, whether it's to take in the view, to read, or to just chill out. It makes the 10 year old in me utterly blissful.
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Photos by Ian Rusiana
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