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Yesterday was orange. Orange all over. I can't seem to see past that. Or where it could take me. That is.. If I took a chance and followed it. I usually do, but sometimes orange can be wrong. In those cases, I'm faced with new and terrifying. Only. It's not new. I've seen it all before. Just. Names confuse me. I'll never remember them all. I'll just rely on orange. I'll be safe with that. At least. Until winter when it will suddenly disappear under a blanket of white. I'm not ready for that uncertainty. Not yet.