4 A.M. Thoughts

Colors

Let me tell you a story about a little girl. She was happy, she loved life, and she saw the good in people. She was care-free. Always having fun.

Then one day everything changed. She opened her eyes, and saw the terrible in the world. Everything was grey, the world lost its color.

She became sad, distant even. But no one could understand why she suddenly changed. Wouldn't you if you couldn't see color?

Color is a metaphor in this story. Color represents good. If you see no color, you see no good. Just like the little girl.

Overtime, though, she could see tiny bits of color. But as soon as she saw it, it was gone. In the blink of an eye.

Now her world is grey again and she feels hopeless. She gave up on seeing color again. She got used to the grey.

This little girl can represent anybody. It could be me. It could be you. But this little girl isn't alone. And she should know that