Alone in a Quiet Room....What Do You See?

Alone in a quiet room you notice the cracks in the white walls. There is dirt embedded in the walls, there usually is in old houses, and only bleach and patience will get it out. You see the hole in the plaster from when the door swung open too hard causing the door handle to go through the wall and the dried roses hanging underneath a yellow slate flower. There is a handmade wooden stand that displays your growing ivy in its white, ceramic pot. In the corner you see your rocking chair made from the same blonde wood as the stand. The chair is covered in a pink and baby blue hand-woken blanket from Mexico and has a blue cushion in its seat. There are two orange, deflated pillows you made a few years ago on top of the cushion, making it impossible to sit in the chair.

The bed is a mess, it hasn’t been made today and the white and blue blankets are bunched up in the middle, revealing your grey cotton sheets. Your pillows are staring at you invitingly as you look at the bed from the table five feet away and you look away, turning to the new 2012 calendar hanging on the wall next to the huge radiator heater behind the door. Above the heater you see the dark brown wooden shelf hanging on the wall and a rainbow of assorted sweaters haphazardly folded and thrown on top of each other. A hook on the door holds sweaters and coats, too many because your emerald green pea coat has fallen onto the hardwood floor.

The doors to the closet are open and you see shoes littering the floor and piles of boxes you never bothered to unpack piled high in the corner. Though it looks like a disorganized mess, it’s not. Your clothes are color-coded from darkest colors to lightest colors and you know exactly where to find any pair of boots, heels, or sneakers you need. You shut the closet doors to hide the mess and the room instantly appears cleaner.