“While many were running in circles, I brushed with triangles” Most of us see the inside of our abodes differently after so much time spent inside. There are few round lines in our apartments, huts, and houses. We tend to prefer straight arrows, neat boxes. The straight walls close us in. The right angles leave no room for escape. Condominiums replace cubicles as locus of contemporary alienation. Like half of humanity, I too sheltered at home ...