My, Oh My, a Dreadful Color in all it’s Forms!

How I shall forever envy those that find solace in such a common and popular color. To others, it shall bring freedom and inspiration, perhaps even boldness. However, to me, I could only find uneasiness and despair.

Cobalt is by far the worst to come of this primary; my eyes see it better than any other. When I see this color, my eyes must strain, causing discomfort and anxiety, especially if it's light! When it reaches my vision, all other colors fail and appear darker; everything is reduced to a mere fragment of what it once was to surrender to this blue. I cannot discern shapes and shades within this hue, it all just appears blue. How irritating and vile it is, especially with it being a popular color of light. I remember beholding a lad at a counter in North Carolina, rather attempting to, only to have his being replaced by a silhouette, features disappearing yet still resembling a person, a shape that had surrendered to blue. Such a harsh, unforgiving, and territorial color.

The sea, how it brings such comfort and tranquility to most. Yet, whenever I'm in its presence, I can only feel fear and dread. It wasn't the fact that I couldn't swim nor was it the fact open sea was vast and unfamiliar; despite not having much to go off of, I fear the shade of the sea. My heart would act up and so would my mind; how I feel I'm being watched! The crashing of the waves bring about fear and edginess that I cannot shake, especially the grip that seizes all in its wake. I remember a drunken family member taking me out to open water; the only thing between us and the sea being a sailboat of all things! The waves would spill into the boat as if beckoning aggressively to us. And so to the bottom of the boat I had to retreat.

To others, warnings come in shades of amber and perhaps yellow. However, for me, it's a blue world devoid of other warnings. Never trust a lad in blue, a sky without a cloud or a flicker of cobalt.