The Technicolor Phase

Where do you go when you've reached the end of the line? When everything in your life is black and white, when you've hit rock bottom, there's only one way to go, up. I never thought I'd doubt myself, but I did. I gave up on myself. Suddenly, I didn't want to pretend to be happy anymore. I just broke down and cried. It felt good to just let out my emotions and not put up this fake facade. After that moment, I decided I couldn't pretend anymore. I wanted to be myself. I wanted to be happy. The next day I woke and I felt like I was living in a different world. I saw color everywhere. I did not just see black letters on pages, meaningless words that I heard every day. I saw ink spiraling, forming pictures. I saw the blue in the sky and imagined an underwater world flying right before my very eyes. I saw the world in a whole new life. The grass was not just merely green anymore, it was living, breathing, giving life. My entire world felt refreshed. I was in a whole new world. I was soaked in color, soaked in life, completely renewed. I was happy. The world wasn't colorless anymore, and all it took was a moment, a song, and my eyes were opened. Don't be blinded. Soak yourself in the rays of color.

I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. 

Emily Bronte

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