Hospital visit [12/90]

I commend the me from a year or two ago that managed to update (mostly) every day. I must have been dedicated. Because back then I did things like school and socialize. I don't do anything now, and I still can't manage to update this thing every day. Actually, that's probably part of the problem. I don't do anything, so I don't have anything to say. Ha. Anyway, here we go.

Today I actually thought about writing. Actually writing something. You know, something that takes effort. Not just a small rant where I sometimes attempt to make the words sound nice. I mean, I actually thought about writing a story. It was a simple idea. Just a walk through the hospital. The sights, the sounds, the smells. The chaos. Nothing more, nothing less. Nothing important would happen, at least not that the character would know about. She'd just walk through the hospital, tur around, and walk out. No real point, no real mission, just the human experience. A mundane thing, the kinds of things people do everyday without really thinking about.

It would have started simple enough. A girl walks into the hospital. The reader is never really sure why. Maybe she's visiting someone, maybe she's got a appointment, maybe she's just delivering something. But she walks in. The doors slide open for her. She takes a second to think about that- the doors slide open for her. A few years ago sliding doors would have seemed amazing she thinks. Like magic. She saw that in a TV show once- people who had never seen sliding doors. The hospital is loud and people are rushing about. They come and go from every direction. Some sliding through the corridors like they've done it a million times, others glancing nervously about- clearly lost. She goes about her way and pretends she doesn't notice the lost souls. Everything is the same shade of blue, or at least it feels that way. The carpet stretches on forever. She wonders if tile would be better, it is a hospital after all. But she supposes that the clinic area might not have as much threat of bodily fluids spilling everywhere.

It would go something like that. There'd be a girl, and she'd wonder through the hospital. No real reason or purpose. Just something nice. Something simple. Something that's not up it's own ass in morals and symbols. Something where blue is just blue and a door is just a door.