I don’t know at what point I get sucked into the whirlpool of moving colours. 

It is labelled as a whim, schizophrenia, explosion of creativity – but I know that I’m at my best when I operate at multiple levels. I’m grateful to each colour for bringing out a facet of me.

Colours then come together in a melting pot to create this monstrous, unrecognisable, monochrome creature I see in the mirror. 

I know I’m much more than that, but the kaleidoscope is stuck. 


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