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I find that my favourite colour changes too many times to keep up with. It was a deep and passionate purple-red, the colour that promotes sexual mischief. Then it was a forest green, simply because the forest has been eating up much of my free time. Now I'm feeling vibrant red. I want to hang from a street light and wait for it to change to red, just to know what it feels like to have the extreme red burn my retina. Is that a reasonable goal to have? I am too exhausted to believe any explanation of reasonable.
Have you ever thought about what it would be like if it stopped? Just stopped? Yeah, me neither. It makes my guts hurt.