Today I’m feeling…black.
I look at my hot pink hair, leftover from my hot pink feeling and decide that today the hot pink hair has to go. Its to girly, and black is a much more serious color. Take Harry Potter for instance, think anyone would take him seriously with hot pink hair?
I run down to the store and purchase black hair dye. The color on the box says raven black, a much more serious name then sunset pink.
An hour later a new me emerges from the mirror, one with raven black hair.
I go through my wardrobe and throw half of it out. Most of my clothes are to girly now.
Finally I leave my apartment and breath in the air.
I am different now, more…black.