The TV static is in my ear and I feel the long day in my body. My eyelids are like heavy curtains just waiting to shut out the light. I cannot resist the pressure they bring any longer and sleep overcomes me. My mind begins its prime time of shows. My sister, my husband, my parents, old college roomates, high school boyfriends, new friends....all of them playing their role past present and future in my life. I wear pink a lot in these episodes, it is my favorite color. Who am I? I'm riding my yellow big wheel with my sister. I'm the girl playing foosball at rascals in the green sweater on the blue team. I'm driving my roommate's red Nissan because he is too drunk to drive home. I'm the one spinning a bright yellow flag at the football games. I'm with my niece who loves green. I'm with my husband on his black motorcycle fearing for my life. I'm dancing like a crazy girl in a red dress with someone I have never met.....I'm sweating and can't...stop...dancing....The music is getting louder. The CD is skipping. Someone check it. Please! How annoying....Wait...that isn't music.....
--sigh--
When I dream, I dream in color.
When i wake up, its to a horrible alarm clock....
Remember: Dream in color -- Black and White went out YEARS ago
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