It is almost always cold in the fridge. Every now and then, the door opens and the temperature goes up locally, but generally, it's cold. The coolness doesn't let anything go bad or corrupt. This causes that the fruits, the food, the drinks etc have much longer lifetime. They are cold, not that they are cold by nature, some are actually, but they're kept in the cold environment which makes them cold... and healthy.
Things don't move much in fridge. Not very often, something is moved from one level to another but other than that, it is very stationary. It is not like the supermarket where as for the fruits for example, there are lots of them from everywhere in the world in the fruit section and keep on coming and going. When their life is over, they are moved out and thrown to trash. They will be eventually replaced by a younger one.
It is also dark in the fridge. At the same time that the door opens, the lamp turns on and it would be light. Depending on how long the door is open, the light lasts. Sometimes it is open for a short while and sometimes it is open longer. That is normally when many new-comers arrive. When the door is closed, it’s dark and cold again.
There are not lots of them in the fridge, just a few representatives from everywhere, every corner in the world. Their numbers are very limited as the space is limited.
Life in the fridge is very safe. Nothing happens to the food except being gradually consumed and getting cold. There are no threats, no plague, no nothing. As it’s not so much action, it is very boring.
Life in the fridge is very boring.
3 comments:
high quality dudes won't bare the boring life ... just like in real world! Thanks to high quality seeking dudes in the real world...
I couldn't help myself writing something about this beautiful, complete, prose.
Well, in my point of view, "The fridge" could be absolutely identical to "The Life" itself.
They should give you The Pulitzer or Nobel prize BECAUSE: Like Hemingway's "The old man and the sea", your writing is full of what they call it Similes in literature.
Let me humbly bow to you brother...
So kalt, mir ist kalt . . .
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