Colors...
Sometimes I think of ordinary things in color, days of the week, numbers, words, and sometimes ordinary objects. Monday is a dark orange, maybe because Mondays are somewhat of a mix of an angry and annoyed day. Tuesday is a deep blue, possibly because on Tuesdays I am sad because reality has caught up to me and I am now falling into a pit of despair at the fact that I have to survive through another week. Wednesday is bright yellow, because I've probably calmed down about the fact that that the weekend is over and fortunately I'm now only a few days away from a new one. Thursday is a light optimistic green, because I'm excited at the fact that the weekend is close. Friday is crimson, because I'm happy, I've survived through the week and I'm almost done. Saturday is a lavenderish purple, because I'm relaxed, calm and pleased, not a care in the world. and Sunday is sort of a gold I'm not sure why... I hate Sundays they're my anxiety day because I was so relaxed on Saturday that I forgot about homework and I have stuff to do today and yaajenschmoogargleseeep!!! is running through my head because I have lots of stuff to do today other than homework. But it all turns out fine in the end and there was nothing to worry about after all.