The page, painted with vibrant water colors, pastels, and light, displays the panorama of my life. The unusual hues of red and orange add vitality to the stage as they burn with their rebellious and smoldering shades. Bright and dangerous yellows embody creativity as the greens dance across the paper, sharing their adventurous personalities. Profound arrangements of peaceful blues enrapture every eye that views the piece, and the subtle traces of purple artistically brighten the sheet with their intelligent and luxurious shadows.
My world is very colorful.
It wasnít always that way. After years of attending the same school, following the same routine, and wearing the same uniform; I found myself in a place where only black and white existed. Shades of gray tinted each aspect of my life, leaving no room for creativity or color.
I found myself struggling to break free from the normalness of my daily existence, searching for something interesting, new, and exciting; something that would set me apart from the person I was and the person I wanted to become; something that would color my world. I began to involve myself in various activities at school; I signed up for more interesting classes than the ones I was required to take freshman year; and I befriended out of the ordinary and somewhat odd people. Each new motion painted a fresh vivid color onto my once blank canvas.
Branching out, I began to experience the different features time has to offer, especially when the life I was living didnít prove to be anything drastically exciting. Now I find myself running from place to place with a new vitality, not necessarily running so fast that I miss the details of what Iím passing by, but moving just fast enough so the colors blur and a spectrum results. I donít want to stop. I want to continue splattering new colors on my palette of life until thereís no room for more. Iím ready to move on.