Into the la-la land in a while ðŸ’
It had a shadow, that's all I could remember. Nothing with malice in it though, rather it was a happy one, a shadow which could have got a second glance, too, if you might say so. But then, I woke up. At least, that's what I think I did. Looking around, I knew it wasn't familiar. The blanket, the bedspread, the drapes, the chair, the room, nothing remotely jogged anything in my memory. I got up straight, when I put my feet down, the softness of the rug made me want to curl back again to an endless slumber. But I didn't pay heed to that voice in my head. My subconscious was hammering me constantly, saying this is not right Get up and go out, that's it. Another part was saying, this isn't wrong, just unexpected. All I couldn't think of was why this is familiar, but how ? Honestly though, I've never been a fan of monotone designing. Everything in this room is white, stark white. And yet it feels weird, unusual, a bit stylish even. I look around to take...
