Sunday, February 08, 2015

Mood piece

It is a cloud, you might say, darkly glowering with blue edges. But it has other shades too - here and there rays of a sparkling yellow pierce it, hinting at an outer world. There is a region of red that we must gingerly tiptoe around, a patch of smudged pink that I'm trying to clean, a riot of green that must be encouraged to grow.

But on the whole, given this terrain, we prefer the black to the blue - the black, we have a handle on. Black is self indulgent, we can dig in our heels here, be surly and contrary. But blue comes leaching in and how's one to tackle that? We tend to drown in blue treacle, unable to row, swim or navigate.

I need to redecorate.

No comments: