How could I not love a room with a black leather Corbusier chaise? It seems completely appropriate for a clinic if you ask me. It’s perfect for leaning back and thinking complicated thoughts. Or for leaning back and thinking nothing at all as one gazed out over the still, limpid waters of Lake Worth.
Anyway, here is the little film I shot of the Lake and of my room, so you can see where I have been incarcerated for the past five days: