[ CW ] Describe the room you 're sitting in , maybe r/doodle will sketch it . This would be a test of how someone processes your words .

2 feet in front of me is a wall drab in color, effectively lifeless. To my left 1.5 feet away is another wall, it too has no personality. To my right 2.5 feet away is a third wall, this ones monotony is broken by a poster. Its colors seem to struggle with maintaining brightness as the life is sucked out of the them by the gray and grayblue surrounding it. Turning around, out the doorway is a hallway. Its an empty lifeless hallway. A first aid kit breaks the seemingly endless stream of ugly light brown. The light above me flickers. Others have moved their bulbs so the light does not turn on but shows no sign of tampering. My hope is lost, there is not even motivation to hide in the dark. My eyes dialate and move to the magical midground between looking forward and looking down as my mind kicks out of gear and thinks about... not thinking. A passerby would not be able to first glance tell if I am working/sleeping/contemplating, this will buy me time to react and paint the picture. A picture of matching gray grayblue workiness. There was a time when Friday felt good. Those feelings are gone, no, all my feelings are gone, feelings make you think about stuff, they make you realize stuff. I cant afford to realize right now.
