Where I'm staying now, empty seats are scattered everywhere.
On Saturdays, I arrange them in a line, sometimes two rows, the next week three, always careful not to let two of the same color stay together.
On Saturdays, I arrange them in a line, sometimes two rows, the next week three, always careful not to let two of the same color stay together.
3 comments:
colors pierce me sometimes. when solitude hums, i begin to see the world in hues of gray and a little monochrome of blue.
i like the oddness of this. and of you.
imaginary seatmates, haha :)
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