White-Monday White: The Blank Page That Judges MeWhite was my first Monday. Not because someone taught me that but because my mind decided it long before I understood calendars. Monday arrived like a clean sheet. A beginning. A reset. A silence so bright it almost made noise. And maybe that’s what White has always been for me: not a color… but a space. A space that asks a question before I even open my eyes: “So… what are you going to do with today?”White is never just “pure”People like to sa...