Life is like a box of crayons.
Most people are the 8-color boxes,
but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes
with the sharpeners on the back.
I fancy myself to be a 64-color box,
though I've got a few missing.
It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors
like periwinkle at my disposal.
I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet
the 8-color boxes.
Does anyone else have that problem?
I mean there are so many different
colors of life, of feeling, of articulation...
so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type
I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like,
"oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing,
and I'm like,
"no - I WANT MAGENTA!"