Freighter's lounge
Cold stars outside, warm coffee in, nobody expecting you
A lived-in lounge aboard a station, where a burnt-orange banquette curves around a round steel table holding an open notebook, a chipped mug and a scattered hand of cards. Beyond the porthole a ringed planet hangs over a pale settlement, while a dormant droid rests by the ladder and a cat sleeps on the cushions. It is quiet enough to hear the ventilation, and there is nowhere in particular to be.
Indoors, Night, Overcast, Playful, Lonely, Company, Travelling, Dim, Brutalist, Liminal
In this room
- A journal: what you write stays in the room, and only the people you choose can read it.
- A sound of its own — rain, a fire, a radio station to leave playing.
- A clock that keeps your time.
- A window with the real weather where you are.
- A note for the day, where you will see it.
- Frames for your own photographs.
- An assistant that knows the room and what you keep in it.
- A shelf for your files.
- A lamp that turns the room from light to dark.
- The lamps give a soft glow.
- After dark the same room has a night of its own, with its own light.