How Do You Colour Your Life?

I decided to have a sleep

this afternoon. I'm in the early

stages of pregnancy and finding

myself increasingly tired at

the moment.

I began to dream...I was in my old flat, upstairs sat at my computer checking my emails.

I seemed to have loads; they were posted like links with a simplistic, symbolic butterfly

image to click on, they were beautiful...i hit on one, it was a rich purple, merging

into a soft pink..."How do you colour an abortion," it stated, "how odd," my

dream self thought aloud...another in a gorgeous emerald green caught

my eye, "How do you colour a miscarriage," there were hundreds,

"How do you colour... life, love, grief, passion..." the list went on.

Every colour, every emotion and experience was displayed in vibrant shades

of beauty. It's how you transform it, I thought to myself, it's how the butterfly

sets you free.I was disturbed by the sound of a child crying and ran to a downstairs

window, to look out. I saw a woman leaving, she looked a lot like me... It's time to go,I

told myself, as I began to wake.

It's all about perspective,

How Do You Colour

Your Life?