I bet this is what my apartment looks like from the outside. My cat, Freyja, loves to look out of the window and watch the trees rustle and the birds fly.
I had a dream not too long ago of a big, red moon floating outside an old window. I tried to illustrate the exact scene from what I could recall, including a swirly-sort of William Morris-style wallpaper. The room had such a heavy stillness that I woke up in a foggy trance.