You know when as a kid you'd sneak downstairs in the night for a snack, and you'd open up the fridge, and your eyes would be faced with the bright artificial lightbulb jumping into your retinas?
And then, you sort of just stood there, dazed by the bright lights as you scanned what's inside?
Sometimes it would be full of the most drool-worthy things, and other times, ice-cold water would drip from the top shelf to ground level, merging into one another until they hit the bottom, like raindrops against the car window on a road trip. Right?
Maybe sometimes you'd play a game of "catching the light", where you balanced the fridge door in such a position where it was open, yet the light was off and dim with a faded orange glow?
Most of the times nothing inside would even be worth taking, and most of the times you checked the fridge several times in the day nothing has changed, expecting something new to come up and surprise you, only to give up and beg your family member with a car for a quick pick-me-up to an expensive fast food place... and honestly?
I think I can relate to fridges pretty well.
--17:37
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3:25 AM
عشوائيShort pieces of fiction created to unwind my head from constant stress and anxiety.
