What color do you talk in?

Although this is a hard one to place myself into. I wouldn't really put myself into just one color. It's like a weird abstract painting. Maybe each color overlapping to make a special color of its own. Who knows?

One thing is for sure: I am me and I don't fit into one place or another.

I love being in the mountains with the greens and browns. Laying in a grassy field watching the clouds in all their whiteness and birds in all their colorfulness pass through on its journey to where ever. Not a care in the world. Just doing their thing.

Later, I would build a campfire and cook a meal before falling asleep under the night sky while counting stars as they twinkle.

I love being on a beach in the bright sunlight with the rays falling down upon me in welcoming warmth.

The feel of the warm sand between my feet as I stare into the horizon where the blue water meets the light blue sky.

Sandcastles as far as the eye could see.

I love being in the cave in all its darkness. Hidden from the nothingness the world had become. Blackness crept all around as people forget why we are here in the first place.