It’s my favorite color, not my favorite mood.
How did a color that describes the sky so brilliantly striking and mood elevating, that defines an ocean so deep and true and sustaining, how did this color come to be the one to also describe the moodiness that casts down rather than up. That darkens everything around you and doesn’t allow for the brilliance of the sun to reflect from it?
I would have chosen gray. Gray is the color of darkening clouds that sometimes gather in your mind and pull everything within deeper inside. Gray is the shade that broods about, indecisive if it wants to be black or white.
I’ll take blue jeans and blue skies, blueberries in pies and splash the shade across the landscape of my life please.
Indigo and pool blue. Mediterranean blue and aqua blue. Dip my toes in the barely blue oceans tide as it washes up in thin foamy bubble.
The moody blue creeps in at times. The melancholy side of me that turns more gray than blue. The tunes turn more bluesy as the figurative clouds settle in. Sometimes it can bring a deeper creativity. When it out stays its welcome, you just have decide it’s time to move that slider on the color button and pump that blue up to dazzling, sparkling, reviving.
In a brown-eyed family, where I love the sparkles from that chocolaty richness, I’m going with blue to decorate my days.
You always get to the choose the color.
Linking up with Kate Motaung and a brilliant group of writers for our weekly 5-minute free write. Stop over to add you take on this weeks prompt.