Color me red, light up the sky with my hot hot. Let me lie down to breathe in red red .
But give me a choice to say PAUSE now. I need a rest. I need white wings to soothe me, green grass to cool me. I need an out sometimes, a door in my head to escape from this red room of incessant acticity, to bleach the colors back to earth browns and soothing creams and let all the letters and words and sentences and paragraphs that form the red pull of my self created life into a snarling mess. . .or. . .a bright tapestry.
Let me out . . . but then let me back in.
The color red. It’s passionate, confident, sexy and successful. It’s the red carpet and the red letter day. But it’s also embarrassing and bloody angry and, well, it can be very exhausting. But sometimes I think it may be my favorite color. I think I need a nap!