Monday, 4 July 2011
White is the colour that suffocates this room, carrier bag white, ironically. On the walls are white paintings, white fixtures and white fittings. If you were to open the cupboards you'd find white labelled products on an equally white shelf. The soundtrack to my room is that of a white fridge pleasantly humming, inside it stores milk, bread, fish, chicken and mayonaise, each sharing the same sickening colour. In usual circumstances this kind of life could cost you an absolute fortune. I tell myself everyday how lucky I am, to be able to live in a world of comfort, fully furnished. I wonder, how many of you envy my pristine life complete with padded walls?