Today has been very cold day in my country. My face and my hands were red when I was outside. I am usually red when I feel cold.
When I am at home, I am white. Sometimes I am so white that my family thinks that I am not feeling well.
My thoughts are usually blue. I love the sea very much because I was born in one beautiful place by the sea and I often think about my going back to that place. Sometimes it seems to me that thinking about that place makes me alive. Blue is my hope color.
When I wake up, my feelings are black because my first tought is about my father who suddenly died this year.
Then I see my children and my mind turns yellow. When I see them, I feel like the sun is shining at my home. I have my own sun. That is a big deal.
I prepare food for my family every day and there is always something green: salad, peas, spinach or any other vegetable. Green makes me calm and reminds me of nature and a healthy lifestyle.
People call me during the day to ask me for some advice. When I listen to them, I have impression that my thoughts become violet. From blue to violet. Violet is indefinite color for me. Neutral but intense. People like to tell me about their problems because I am a good listener and understanding. I am neutral in these situations but committed to helping.
In the evening my colors are different. It depends on how tired I am. I feel gray when I am tired. Gray is boring color but sometimes it is pleasant to eyes. I am boring sometimes, but pleasant.
When I am not tired, I am not boring. I am orange. I have a lot of things to say and a lot of emotions to show and share. Orange is my favorite color.
Life is colorful. Try not to be always in the same color.
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I like colors also. It symbolizes my lifestyle in the world. I symbolizes green as a healthy lifestyle since I like to eat vegetables more than meat. I smybolizes black as struggles in life. I've been working so hard because I don't want my baby feels the scenario nothing's to eat. I am willing to sacrifice my sleeping time, my daily routine when I was young just to make my baby happy sustaining his needs in life. But I symbolizes white as purity of my love in my son. No matter how hard the situation I'm encountering, my purity of working hard to feel my baby happy is true. 😊❤