May 8, 2020
If could choose to be a color, I think I would be yellow, warm like a new spring day, wispy and soft like a light, bright and breezy. No, orange, orange is what I should be. The color of the day blazing like a crackling fire as the season changes from hot to warm then cold. Maybe I should be blue, like a cool winter night while floating on an Alaskan lake and watching the glaciers melt unseasonably. I think gray would be an interesting color, because, the world is neither black nor white but a hue somewhere in between.