Goodness, how I related to this quote when I found it on Facebook! I have a couple of guy friends at work who are color blind and it isn't that they can't see color, but rather have difficulty discerning shades of certain colors!I find that to be the case in my life,when it comes to the other most well-known sex. Men will meet me in a funny or witty moment, connecting with me, as I casually interact with them, not holding back my weirdness too much, and letting my feminine freak flag fly in the distance. Basically, I am myself. There is laughter, an acknowledgement of my intelligence, and sense of humor and even a Thank you, friend, you are so kind, but then color blindness sets in.
The rainbow of my amazing-ness becomes dull or looks like the amazingness of everybody else, I imagine. There is no differentiation. I fade into the background. bummer.
Can any of them see color? The vibrant ROYGBIV of me?
Am I as colorful and beautiful and bright as I have come to believe?
Well,yes, but the pot of gold at the end of my rainbow remains unclaimed.
Still I shine. :) Glittery love, full of life and potential. I am a catch, a dime piece, a rare DOUBLE RAINBOW! I know this, and though I stretch out over all of my world, the promise of life and second chnces, I remain, in some creepily tangible way, alone.
Still I shine. Still I shine.
A brave face is what I wear, because I have no other choice! It is challenging out here, though. A girl just wants a leprechaun to visit her and take her out... wait, this analogy stinks.
A girl just wants a partner in crime! :) All of my closest friends are far away, and none of them want to cuddle anyway. :) haha Anywho, I am not dying of loneliness, I have my head on straight. I know it is more convenient to be single, so I . shine.on.
Go. live life, embracing the friendship of all of the colorblind ones and little by little teaching them to see shades of blue.