The Color Purple

When we left off, it was with the color Purple. One might wonder, what exactly does Purple have to do with anything? Well, you see, when dying hair, each chemical has a certain time that it must be left in contact with the hair being colored, and a certain period for oxidation, Black for example takes about twenty -some minutes. Purple on the other hand takes just short of an hour. So when I say this decision started with Purple, it actually started in that period of oxidation. It's odd, where one's mind goes when stuck stagnant for a prolonged period. After a short time, my musings wandered to the future. What was I going to do with my life? Deciding to be a model may seem, well, a little weird. And it's defiantly not going to be my entire career, or life.........

And writers block has set in, that dreaded condition all writers fear, when words no longer come to mind. I had a delicious cinnamon roll for breakfast this morning, and am still nursing a cup of coffee. Six school buses passed me this morning, while I stood smoke my morning cigarette, waiting for my own bus to take me to school, the sun was just rising at this time, casting an odd orange glow to the world, it's weird. It's only four degrees out today, but it doesn't feel that cold. It's more refreshing, though I wish I would have had my hat, I wonder where I put it? My paper for Larry's class is due today, not that I'm done with it. I'll have to finish it this weekend and turn it in Monday, I wonder how many points he's going to take off?
Two weeks until Christmas, and I've yet to start shopping, but I'm not sweating it yet, It'll all work out. Things always do, if you wait long enough. Most problems solve themselves. Eventually.