As a teenager, I longed to paint my bedroom walls black. After months of pleading, my parents and I reached a compromise: a single wall covered in matt wallpaper reminiscent of a blackboard. It might as well have been chalked with “Be careful what you wish for”. Once the novelty had worn off, I hated it. Yet, it proved a valuable lesson in the difference between liking the look of a colour and how it feels to live with it.
在我十几岁的时候，我曾经渴望把我的卧室墙壁刷成黑色。经过几个月的恳求，我和父母最终达成了妥协：只有一面墙壁用了类似黑板的哑光壁纸覆盖。这面墙壁就好像被写上了“小心你所许的愿望”。新鲜感消退后，我开始讨厌它。然而，这个经历却让我深刻理解了喜欢一种颜色的外观和实际生活中与之相处的感觉之间的差异。
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