Well, life is colorful; no doubt. All we have to admit is that black is one of the colors. We've seen and keep seeing the change of color in other people’s lives, and ours is not going to be an exception, ever.
Hers was black for a while. Anxiety, depression, stress; but there was a goldish edge to this black: hope! Then it turned gray… She was peacefully drawn in this gray stage, feeling nothing, no pain, no joy, just accepting that she is gray. She has to admit the shiny silverish edge was there. Undetected though.
She was in this gray stage of off senses when all of a sudden green opened its arms to her, took her up and swayed her in the sky, so slow, so soft, so harmonic. She is now green, she loves green, but she feels her next color would be blue, as those wisdom sensors are alarming...
I love life with all its colors!
Daily Talks
- Mrs Z
- United States
- I am here to improve my writing, share my ideas, and have a little bit fun after finishing my daily work in the office. And hey, I love to get comments about my ideas!
1 comment:
Корень вашего письма в то время звучания приятных в самом начале, не решить очень хорошо со мной через некоторое время. Где-то всем пунктам вы на самом деле были в состоянии сделать мне верующего к сожалению, только на очень короткое время. Я до сих пор есть проблемы с вашей скачки в логике и можно было бы сделать красиво , чтобы помочь заполнить все эти пробелы. В случае, если вы можете сделать это, я , безусловно, может в конечном итоге поражены. Желаем Вам удачи!
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