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it's impossible to capture the green of sunlight shining through a leaf. there are a million pigments that get lost on a computer screen. a person can saturate and saturate that picture, but it could never compare, never capture the tingle of melanocytes in overdrive on the surface of my skin, the idle reverberations of idle sunday chatter. perhaps a really good photographer could, but i could never recreate that hue.
i get up off of the stairs where i spent my respite, dust off my skirt and wistfully walk past a creamy magnolia blossom. i slide my keycard in the door and when i enter the stairwell, all i can hear is the unpleasant rrrrr of the fluorescent light sticks and see the artificial, emerald green exit sign. i go to my room and realize how different life is indoors where all that i enjoy about sunlight is filtered through the window screens. it's entirely unfortunate that indoors is the only place where real studying about this leukemia and that clotting factor can really take place.
i get up off of the stairs where i spent my respite, dust off my skirt and wistfully walk past a creamy magnolia blossom. i slide my keycard in the door and when i enter the stairwell, all i can hear is the unpleasant rrrrr of the fluorescent light sticks and see the artificial, emerald green exit sign. i go to my room and realize how different life is indoors where all that i enjoy about sunlight is filtered through the window screens. it's entirely unfortunate that indoors is the only place where real studying about this leukemia and that clotting factor can really take place.