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We don’t have a color…

not pink, it’s taken

not red, the ladies have it for hearts and hats

…so I’m trying Green.

But, Green is the ooze that comes from envy. I’ve even been envious of people with cancer. I thought “at least they have treatments that give them a chance at a new start”. I only had “we don’t know what causes it, everyone is different, and maybe someday someone will figure out a ‘cure’”. But, I truly believe that’s not the real story.

When I’m not watching, glimpses of green appear behind me. Green won’t do at all, even if it is a primary color. I must run forward away from it.

No! Green also means I am naive, simple, unsophisticated and immature.

SO, I’LL START LOOKING AGAIN …