I was walking in a white hallway towards a memorable, white 4 panel cross, closed door that has a golden door knob sticking out just wanting to be turned for the door to open. As I walk in to the room the first thing I notice is that the whole room is plastered with white with small hints of gold. The windows slightly open letting the white curtains dance in the light breeze coming through from outside. The third thing I notice is the girl in the white night gown laying in the bed facing away from me. Not letting me see her face. My mind just begins to be flooded by all the possible angles for photography. As if looking through a lense, my vision was slightly blurry as it was also overexposed by the lights bouncing off of the white walls with minimalist gold touches. Her pale skin lightly glowing in the sunlight. The soft white carpet that just makes your feet clench. Looking inside the white room glinting with gold calms you so much you haven't realised you feel at home but at the same time it feels like it's your first time here. As if it was a dream. As it was a dream. My dream.