Join my whimsical descent into the odd mindset of a personable young character. Come along with me on my search for brain food and silly pictures that could, maybe, possibly, JUST MIGHT make your day. :) Care to stick around?
I suppose we all see in grey when it comes to emotions.
We don’t understand them, so we cover all of the general bases with those two letters: “O.K.”
"I’m O.K." doesn’t have a definite translation, nor will it ever have one. When words seem too distant a dream for the tidal wave of depressed, crushing feelings, what is there to answer with but O.K.?
O.K. Was never meant to be a blanket that your fears and sadness could hide beneath, believing so childishly that they could stay there forever and ever, reveling in their own presence, never to succumb to the pressures that come with the responsibility of owning emotions.
Because the big bad ugly truth always finds its way out of the deep cavities of your mind’s hidden closets and tears your thin thread of feeble excuses and cover ups right out from beneath your feet.
You can’t be “O.K.” forever.
With people like us, that can’t hold out.
You just have to find the words— and then you just might see in color.