We're constantly searching for colors in our world and we find them in the fleeting traces of nature: the inspiration of a rainbow, a sunset. do we ever find the glory of the sun at noon worthy of a picture or a drawing? No. the sun at noon is quite like the sun the rest of the day.
no need to celebrate mundaneness.
Perhaps that's why the life of school and homework seems so unimportant, we live them for most of our awareness. School will be a treat when we no longer have to learn everyday. No wonder people look at us like we're stupid when we say school is boring; we have the opportunities that stop existing; we throw away knowledge that we will long to remember.
Cherishing the ride on the bus I take a moment to ponder the way we describe our lives: the disinterest, the regret. We find interesting the things we'll deal with forever-we don't appreciate what's fleeting.
If all we've ever seen is the beauty of the sunrise, how can we delight in it? How can those in the day remember the need to see the full sun? We long for the colors we cannot see-for the time that is not ours.
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