Colors.

It's so fascinating that going for a walk can clear your mind, put things into perspective to such an extent that things that seemed so irrelevant or difficult before, suddenly seem so evident. I walked past the building with the rainbow colors. I still wonder who lives in that apartment building. One color per floor. Colors can be so fascinating, I don't know why. When I see trees with multiple tiny lights, the colors of the sky that fill the horizon after a sunny day... something strikes me. The magic that fills the earth is real. It exists. And we are allowed to watch it happen, we are allowed to profit off of it. The earth seems so powerful, yet we use its miracles like we're unstoppable. As if we rule the earth, when in truth, the earth rules us! I walked past a house with the name "Helena". Names on houses; me likey! Keeps me wondering what made the owners give it that exact name. Maybe the name belongs to a family member, maybe it reminds them of an important myth. There are so many things I don't know, and never will know. So many people that walk past me, and whom I can't ask what they're up to or what they live for. I don't even know what I live for.