The wallpaper was a very dated pattern, but I would sit and stare at it for hours. It involved a variety of squares stacked on each other and interlaced, creating a pattern that looked like pink, cream, and green arrows pointing down to the floor. Down to the water-damaged part of the wall. Down to the electrical circuits that I stuck my finger in once. Down to the stained green carpet that just never seemed to match anything, not even the green in the wallpaper itself. I used to stare at the walls, puzzling over what dictated which color went where. I later learned that green symbolizes growth and new beginnings. Meaning those arrows on the wallpaper were pointing me to my future, and guiding me through my childhood, showing me that there was more beyond that green carpet. There were new beginnings and new opportunities that I could see if I only looked up.