Pigeons are gray.
They’re other colors too.
Pigeons are dorky goofy.
I’ve decided I don’t like the work dorky, I’m going for goofy from now on. It’s what I actually mean.
Do you ever say things out of conditioned behaviors? It’s annoying.
I’m trying to find all of mine and get rid of them.
My clothes are basically gray, black, and blue.
I have one red shirt, one dark pink shirt. I’d rather call it close to mauve.
My slipper boots are gray and chocolate brown. They go well together, those colors.
I like the slipper boots better as they keep my feet warmer.
I think gray is unfairly disliked by most people.
I like gray.
It’s not dreary or doom-ish in my opinion.
It’s also on my wolf/husky plushy. Which I obviously like.
Also, the color of the skull on my desk.
Not a real skull. Unfortunately. I’d get in trouble if it was real.
A lot of people have chosen to talk about their chronic illness for this daily prompt.
Why does the color illicit this subject?
Perhaps it is connected with shades of grey. (The phrase not the abuse-celebration book series.)
Chronic illness is a grey area.
Not much known.
Not many people are given hope, answers, a way to live with what they’ve acquired.
So, we figure it out on our own.
Perhaps it’s a dreary, lonely road with more question marks than possible answers. But I find I don’t hate it. We’ve all got our struggles, demons, and suffering. Through acceptance, I can learn to deal with my chronic issues, chronic diseases, and chronic illnesses.
Is an interesting topic.
Warm and cold, soft and solid at once.
What is grey?
I really liked this person’s response to today’s daily prompt: The Fantasy of Gray.
What is grey to you?
Today’s daily prompt: https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/gray/
(just in case you want to try it out)