• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 10

I do not like this

I never liked blue, I once thought I did but no it is too harsh. Too bright for these mornings when I just want to move as easily and stealthily as possible from sleep to waking.
I never wanted this pristine, clinical look. I prefer the toothpaste cap left off, smears and watermarks dripping down the mirror, damp towel left thrown on the floor to form it's own shape and pattern.
I have grown comfortable with my family's idiosyncrasies and I do not like this blue room.