The Main Character

The colours dance around the room as they usually do when I’m exhausted. The oranges become purples, the greens become pinks, and so on and so forth. It is a nice pastime of mine taht makes me feel somewhat alive and somewhat dead. I don’t know what the colours mean, but I prefer to use it as inspiration. I imagine the music that moves and glides the same way the pictures of colours do. It’s the only chance I have to be a musician, rather than my usual dishpig job. My dream would be to do something full-time with writing and producing music, but most people are under the impression that almost no one makes it as an artist. I still hold out hope, though.