Garish, noisy, attention seeking…
The favorite of tasteless people…
Yellow, you loud man who wants to throw his weight around and gatecrash every intimate moment. I don’t appreciate you. At least I didn’t. Now I do.
Why do I, who once reviled yellow with all my heart, now actually like it?
Here’s why.
Yellow challenges my sensibilities. It spurs me to be a better person. It motivates me to put the pieces of my everyday life puzzle together.
It makes me want to make the most of my circumstances. It makes me want to make an effort.
It spurs me to accept tough moments and not seek safe spots. It makes me perform and yet be authentic.
That’s what yellow’s about.
That’s why I don’t hate it anymore.
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