Curtains

Just a touch of blue. That was all that I needed. All it took to rid my system of that. Mostly. This time, I might have a chance of overcoming the temporary. I don't believe it yet. Not until the glance and scroll symptoms disappear. Maybe not completely. But just enough. Just enough to stop. Until then, I'll have a word with the mind. Convince it that I can't have answers to all of my questions. Some of them will remain unanswered. That's probably best. No. Not really. But I'll keep that to myself. Scowl. Now, there's the problem... But I like blue. It's a nice colour. And I noticed that certain colours make me incapable of speaking correctly. Jumbled words. I make no sense under blue. Despite the awkwardness and embarassment, it's a nice change. A change of colour. It'll make sense later. Around the same time as scowls and smiles. I need both. Right after the other. The same time as fidgets. Nervousness. Overthinking. And new. New and sparkly.