This one is a bit cliche, but I have Christmas lights hung around my room. I use them because lighting can completely change the atmosphere of my space. When I need to be productive and awake I turn on my icky light fixture, and when I want to feel relaxed and comfortable I just turn on my string lights. They circle the entire room so the light becomes much more even since there are many little sources, instead of one overhead one. Christmas/twinkle/string lights make me feel warm, cozy, sleepy, nostalgic, happy and safe. Weirdly enough, under all of those other feelings, there is something about them that makes me deeply sad/bittersweet/melancholy. Perhaps it's a side effect of the nostalgia. Or perhaps it's because of the very odd shadows they create along the wall. They're spiky but their light is soft. Although it's not apparent in the pictures, I love their amber glow.
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