Me + Brilliant Colors = Happiness

Call me crazy, but I can't live without dazzling hues;

I must mix the colors together and layer them on all surfaces, whether it is a sheet of paper or a child's face.

I'm asking myself, "Are you nuts or just in arrested development? Isn't there anything more vital you could be doing, like saving the world?"

Yet, as I glance at the vast array of colors I could experiment with, I realize that if I don't act right now, I may fall into a rut or doldrums.

"Screw that," I tell myself.

For now, I'll run outside and play in a puddle of blue paint spilled from the sky, then come back inside to paint a butterfly in the rainbow.

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