i don't remember its color, or temperature, or weight.
when i pushed on it, it made no sound. no creaking, or wood cracking, or paint chipping.
i never got to step into the room closed off by the door. i didn't see any light coming from behind.
i thought i smelled a different scent of air, maybe softer and clearer. kind of like cherry cough drops.
but not quite.
it was sweet and medicated, and reminded me of a hallway in my first school.
a white hospital and mandatory immunization shots.
the bathroom on the first floor of my second school.
sleep.
maybe i never smelled this before. those memories don't seem to go together at all.
so i pushed open this door, and there was this smell, and i never saw the room or anything, really, but this smell...
i smell it now.
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