brighteyes

Casenotes it is all smooth surfaces that's the first and the main thing you notice gritless grainless colours that blend without dramatic leaps chosen for their proximity to each other beige spills into white to buff into pale pale pistachio in the same way, the voices tightly reined speak to you in gently undulating inflection volume constant or close enough to upset only dogs and this one lady up the corridoor who on the hour waddles speedily down the hallway towards the lounge with her knickers round her ankles she smells of sweet tobacco as she passes she looks like a flasher penguin her face is a picture of zen they take her in arms and lead her back again knowing that she will be back in fifty nine minutes I suppose she knows that too since she comes so quietly with the orderlies though she doesn't know how to use the bathroom and if you try to speak to her to ask her not to do it again she either looks blankly at you gets irate at the mere insinuation or starts crying and snotting and slapping her own face because here everyone else is too polite to do it for her