

Meaningless Colours I saw a man wearing red today; a red sweatshirt with a fat white logo running in block letters down his sleeve. It matched his baggy sweatpants, but not his white and blue sneakers that sprung him forward as he jogged by.Meaningless Colours by *EvilpixieA
My eyes followed him as he ran, forgetting about the half eaten bowl of oatmeal I had sitting on my lap. I watched the ripple of the wind whip his hair back, the hard determined flush of his cheeks and the smooth yet loose gait of a man who was used to running.
Brave, was my first thought. He must be to wear such a bold branding colour. But then I remembered, as I always do. Things were different now; the war was over, the