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Before there was color. Before anybody was raspberry, any interaction yellow, and any dream was green. When my life was described in insects and parking spots and I had honey pouring from my mouth like a river.
When the world was the inside of a van and a haunted basement. When I could lean to the window and smell the lilacs when I wanted to feel reborn. When you’d held my hand for a brief, drunken moment before trying to set me up with someone else. Back when my eyes were insects and parking spots. When all waters were honey. Before color. SEASON ONE.
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Ryan C. RobertRyan C. Robert is the writer of multiple comedy blogs, most of which are satirical and self-deprecating. He writes about his life in his personal essay series "Before Color," parodies cooking blogs in "Trish's Dishes" and posts writing prompts every single day. Archives
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