flashing

sad how one dimensional people are how colorless (no i won't say grey since grey is a beautiful color that tells of sorrow and desolation and noble sadness or white since white itself is springly beautiful too) but colorless as in the dead eye of a fish as it stops flapping on the wooden tile. if you just wiped away 2/3s of the world and put pineapples instead and made sure each pineapple was carried to the right place on the right time--nothing would have changed--except that pineapples are colorful and sweet and look helluva lot better than most people do



ps: wish me luck tomorrow. depending on the course of things i may be the happiest person on earth or the most wrathful. we'll see.