It becomes clear
To continue the trend of elucidating the post before, the reason my apartment has been made detergent commercial clean is that my parents are visiting. It's the first time they've come over, and it's a little strange to see them here, to be honest. Not bad or uncomfortable, but it's like when I used to meet Dad in college - I just didn't associate him with the space - somewhere in my brain it triggers a mental non sequitur.
To return to my abode: it is possibly too clean. While ridding it of mess, it became apparant that said mess was probably making up for lack of character. It's now a little sterile, and it has that faint empty-room echo that makes uninhabited houses vaguely creepy.
posted by delta at 4:57 p.m.
2 Comments:
You could always hang tapestries on the walls and ceiling, thus ridding it of its echo and giving it character with a nomad of the desert motif... ;)
I like that idea! I used to have a tapestry on my wall when I was a child, of a bird. My uncle brought it home from Venezuela. Thinking of it conjures up lots of memories...
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