Todays Weather, Then A Memory

Where is this going to begin, and where is this going to end?

It rained today. When I woke up, my room was kind of blue, even with my blinds closed. It's strange that days can be different colors. How lucky am I to even see color, or have functioning eyes? This morning the day was blue; normally, it's a bright yellow. At sunset, it's coral or deepening red. I have a memory that comes to mind related to this.

I'm sitting in my car at my school waiting for my six o'clock class to start. The parking lot I'm in is nice and quiet. The sun is setting down to my left behind these tall trees; the sky is darkening and turning midnight blue to my right. In between are whispy clouds the color of vibrant pink coral and ripe tangerine orange. And when I say in between, I mean they appear close to where I am, almost like I can run and touch them. Beyond them are the hills I drive through to get home, which have expensive houses on them; they look like movie scenery, yet also look detailed and much more real than normal--much clearer than normal, I guess. It's like I'm in a tub of rainbow sherbert ice cream, only I feel safe and warm. I feel like crying between I'm grateful for my life. I think about my life and the direction I'm going. Like always, I'm thinking about the future and worry that I won't explore the world and become rich and famous, and will ultimately fail in every attempt to fulfill my dreams. That's what I'm usually afraid of, so it's no surprise to me I'm thinking about it at that time. But seeing those wonderful colors floating across the sky toward the setting sun made me hopeful again. And I thought, "It's enough to be alive and see all of this. I'm going to be okay." That's it.

Anyway, so, yeah, it rained today, and I stayed inside the entire time. I don't like driving in the rain.

Tomorrow I'll tell you my jacket story. (It's not really a story.)