The Green Bathroom
Wet slippers waiting at the door, its way of saying hello, you will step on something you don’t know, you stop and imagine the worst, you move on as to not lengthen your stay, the stink blasts you in your fucking face, it’s pretty public, everyone uses it, from children with no bladder control to elders with canes. Yes, you heard it right, it’s an oasis of shit magically standing upright. I hold my breath before entering it, I lose a piece of my sanity before leaving it. The walls have these repeating flower patterns, a hand-made mirage, you wish you can smell them but the stink burns your eyes. It’s green, it’s wholly designed in green, which is the ultimate irony if you ask me; it’s the exact shade of green having to enter it makes me feel. Do you know how many times I experience this a day? Three.
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I aim to deliver my feelings in the same intensity I experience them! I hope this made you laugh lol