I’ve said this, probably, ad nauseum but I don’t care!!! It’s Sunday and on Sundays I write stream of conscious style writing hosted by Jana. Letting it rip in a socially acceptable way feels so good to me. So we aim to write for five minutes then hit publish. No fuss, no muss, just our unedited word filling the space. So there you have the rules.
Today’s
totally optional prompt is:
What color defines you?
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If
I were a painter with an artist’s palette, I would squish a beautiful light
blue onto it. Then right next to it, I would squeeze out some green. Green
and blue have been my favorite colors my entire life.
But
if you took the paintbrush and started mixing the two, though not carefully,
the color that I react to the most appears. It’s the color of the Caribbean
Sea, a piece of sea glass, the stormy sky sometimes and my favorite color of eyes.
This
light shade of blue, blue/green, is the color of eyes that I love to look into
very deeply. When I look into the eyes of someone, it’s like looking through a
pane of glass. Sometimes I squint to see in further. And if those eyes are
blue, I feel a stir, like I can see through even deeper.
My
eyes are blue and for some reason, I feel a connection when I find those of the
same color or a mix of blue/green and even just green. I feel like mindedness and I’m not even sure why.
The
color of the Caribbean Sea reminds me to breath in, relax, enjoy the moment, not fuss.
Sea
glass reminds me of beautiful moments and memories. Something to turn over in my hand. To hang onto.
Stormy skies remind me to stay safely inside my home or within myself when something is brewing. Peaceful, somehow. I know from childhood what a sky tinged with green means.
Everything
about the variety of shades created from those two colors speaks to me.
