my brother's bedroom was an azure shade. over time, the blue began to fade. then he painted it dark colors; red and brown. he stayed inside his little bedroom where he couldn't be found.
my brother's bedroom was depressing and dark. he was was frequently out, learning how to drive and park. i would go occasionally and he would blast music through the speakers. his presence put me in a ebullient mood, but i could tell he was stressed because of his sunken features.
my brother's bedroom was empty. he was eager to go, we celebrated with balloons and confetti. the lights were tuned off and the shadows loomed. then my brother finally closed the door to his little bedroom.
