Friend's House

This room's small, has simple aesthetic that’s well considered. Bare dark wood and obsidian floor, teal walls and a Japanese print tastefully above the bath. It feels kind of bohemian, a sort of European in love with the eastern. The idea makes me smile and I imagine stepping out into some smoky Turkish bar, crossing over to some bare wood table, to play chess on a board sloppily stained onto the wood in Indian ink, scratched and faded with use, drink espresso from a tiny brown cup with a stags head (bust) coming from the side... ok and back in the real world, I’ve been looking around, reading the room. This blog has given me quite strange toilet habits.