Interrupting your conversation, I confuse you both. A life-size dolls house, Ikea is strangely intimate. I sit on the sofa, examining a ladle and admiring the Alvine Räffla cushion cover design, whilst you two joke about the night ahead and which of you has on better earrings. I trip over my own words. If I’d had a pot of tea, I’d have offered you a cupful, but instead I think I am in your home and that your ‘Can I Help You?’ badges mean more than suggesting furnishing advice. I think I should have chosen the red, not the paisley.
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Day 17
Posted in Age: 21-30, Gender: Male, Location: Shop/Market, tagged city, conversations, creative writing, ikea, literature, london, strangers, tea, writing on November 17, 2009| Leave a Comment »
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