How I Rain

Colors fall from the sky during the reign. Get it? Double entendre. Rain and reign. Because I like colors, don’t you? Rain can be any color while I reign.

Because of course, colors are important. People underestimate color. All whiteness and we go insane. All black and gray and we get depressed, like February. But only bright colors every few months or so. That way we don’t get complacent in our contentedness. I don’t think I need make it rain colors all the time. Colors are important.

But you see, people are too. I think. Important, that is, people are. They might like the colors. But maybe they won’t like my reign? They won’t like the colors I choose? That’s okay. I’m keeping them happy and sane. They can see their own colors most of the time, as long as they see mine every so often. That will ensure that they remember who is raining over them.

Of course, people like to share their own colors with everyone else. Sometimes that’s good. I like that too. But sometimes those bright reds are too brash, and sometimes those purples are smothering. While I reign I’ll have to make sure the colors are nice and even. At least every once and a while when the display gets too bright, and I need a shield to avoid the color spray. That would be too much. And then I’d have to make it rain muted colors to wash out the messy splatter, so that it could begin again.

I guess my reign wouldn’t change much, outside of the rain.