It's happening again. She feels a wonderful tingle in the back of her mind, and the floodgates open. Colors swarm into her body, entangling themselves in her thoughts and seeping into the spaces between her teeth. She feels them, bright and vivid, coalescing into abstract things, so beautifully strange. Slowly, the colors turn into words, some of them bursting into the air like balloons, others soaking into her skin like sunlight. Even more swarm around her, tickling her hair and entertaining her thoughts. They're everywhere at once, and it's so amazing, so beautiful, and she doesn't ever want it to stop, just wants to stay there, bathing in the breathtaking words and flowing sentences.
note: hi everyone! this is going to be a place where i put little tidbits of writing that really don't go with my stories or my other short story collection, "colors" (which you should check out, by the way ;)).
