Wednesday, April 18, 2012


All looked yellow and mellow. The trees, the green fields, all looked as if the chlorophyll was sucked out of their serene and yet poignant lives. I look around me, I see colorful seats, colorful people, colorful suitcases. The waft of freshly cooked meals surrounds me. The air inside is cool. I look through the old yellow windows of this old carriage, and I see yellow. Finally, when I get down, I look inside the carriage through the yellow glass, and all I see is, yellow.


  1. Look at the stars...
    look how they shine for you
    and everything you do.. yeah they were all yellow..