I Love the Color Yellow

Yesterday I got a bright yellow wind jacket. I had been saving up for it while also debating if I really wanted to be that obnoxious and gay, being as the jacket would do so for I am not muscular or look good in shorts so I'd always be wearing pants with it and not have flowing hair and shorts in the wind on the beach. But I got it anyway. And that night I met a guy in the park who I knew immediately was tripping on acid so I went to him and we were talking and he was like 'how could I have chanced to miss such an energy" and he was so hooked on the yellow jacket and honestly we were flirting on another level of anything I've experienced before. Nothing was said in the sense that it would be flirting but it all totally was and he was looking at me and I him and we both gave a little squeeze to each others' hands before I left to go to work. If you haven't done acid, you probably don't understand what I mean, and that's okay. Nothing is actually special until you're on the level of sheer madness to make everything special, that's what acid does. But he was genuine, too. Acid doesn't make liars. Acid is an incomprehensible sense of awareness. I love acid. And I love yellow.