Imagine looking through a window at any environment that is particularly significant to you. Reflect on the scene, paying close attention to the relation between what you are seeing and why it is meaningful to you. (Williams)

-         What a prominent view. My apartment never seemed so warm. Ground was as white as snow, well, it is snow. It felt as if I were in one of those old movies. Everything was black and white. The people and their clothes. You rarely see people here wearing bright colored clothes. Were the colors black and white really that popular here? You never notice until you look out the window and explore things and thoughts you have never thought of before. Just by looking out the widow, I noticed the smallest of things which I have never noticed before.

-         There were a group of girls walking by. They were wearing all black and the only thing colored was their hair and their hair. You could tell they were like one of those bratty girls from the movies as they cat walk through the side walk with a confident and bossy look on their faces. They actually reminded me of my little cousin sister.

-         The sky was bright blue and the sun seemed to be shining bright, but why does it still seem so black and white. The color of the place was grey. Bhutan and India at least had color. The bright blue sky and the glomming sun would reflect the buildings, people and even the plain ground, but here, this place is different. The Sun shined as bright as it could and the sky seemed bluer than ever, but still, it made no difference. The area was as grey as the late 19^th century classic movies. Maybe it was a feeling of the need to go back home or go back to school. Nope, I think it is the feeling to go back home.

-         People pass by. Joggers, cyclers, workers, students and pet walkers. They all come in groups. The side walk of my home seemed so much like a park. During evenings, it would be the time when students play around the area, dog walkers walk by, people sit by the nearest bench and read, some people even exercise. This all happens right outside my home in Brussels, Belgium. You can see it all through the window. The environment was peaceful and homely. The environment is special as it is the reason that makes me feel at home and sometimes it makes me miss home too. The environment is the reason that reminds me of home.