Feeling some kind of way
“Crimson is my new favourite color!”
“You keep changing your favourite colors..”
“It’s only natural! There are so many - I can never decide on one. I fall in love with colors when I see the sky melt or when the rain hits the grass or when my favorite toothbrush clicks against my teeth or when the ladle brushes the salad in a deep pan or when the paw of the kitten can be felt against the forehead or when the hands brush enough to not be a touch, but still touch or when the fan screeches or when the first snowflake hits the windowsil or when a stranger smiles or when the grocery items are checked off or when the trolley keeps rolling in the parking lot or when the ice lolly drips from the side of your mouth- I can’t help it! I keep falling in love”
“Is it that easy?”
“You should try it too. It’s not hard. Just takes a bit of patience which i’m sure you lack”
“How would you know"
“Look at you, your favourite color has always been the same”
“So?”
“It takes patience to learn your favourite colors evolve just as we do just as time does. Just as the creases of your forehead unfold - so does the yellow duck into a white swan”
“I don’t understand”
“You don’t have to”
“But?”
“Give time some time. Don’t be so rigid. Things happen. Blue to yellow to purple to Crimson to tangerine takes a while”
“Till then?”
“Enjoy the blue”