Project 52 Week 7
You know how sometimes you lose track of days and then you have no idea where in the week you are or what tasks you need to complete? I have spent the last two weeks in a complete blur as to what day it actually was. My own fault, I took Monday the 16th off from work because I had a blinding migraine and spent the rest of the week in a muddled blur trying to figure out what day it was. Then I was sick with the flu starting last Sunday all the way through Christmas. There have just been so many days off in between that my routine is gone and it will take me months to reestablish it, which of course means that I have missed two Throwback Thursdays and am now two days late writing a blog post about the color yellow.
And how do you even write an essay about the color yellow?
It is winter and yellow is a color of summer. It is sunshine and flowers and warmth. When it gets cold like this you do not see the color yellow in nature anymore... well except occasionally, but as Olaf said, "yellow and snow? No go."
So it is winter, and yellow has been relegated to offices. To being a sticky, pale, version of itself, too thin, somehow too bright, too cold. Just like the rest of us.
I know, some people thrive in winter. I am not one of them. I would like to be. There is a lot of beauty to winter, all of the blues and greens are vibrant in that cold air, winter creates these beautiful landscapes that disappear and are completely different the next year. It is amazing. I, however, am yellow, and I do not mix well with snow.
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