I love fall.
I see red everywhere.
Especially where I live.
In the shop windows. On peoples protest signs. The colors of cars. The color of food. The color of my hair.
I feel like these splotches of colors are lik my yellow brick road (or would that be a red brick road? But then that saying doesn't flow as well.. I don't know) I'm not really sure where this road is leading me. Nowhere? Hell if I know.
All I know is that I like the color red.
Other people like it too. A couple people today said so. It was weird though. One guy was a creeper who was being escorted by another creeper police officer. The other guy was super cute but then wanted to sell me something on the side of the street.
Hmm. Maybe I should rethink whos compliments are genuin and whose arn't.
I just like red.
(Yes, I know the red isn't red)
From The Girl With Red.