The Colors of Life

I have been going to the beach as often as I could, but with only a few days left until the start of school, this may be my last time for quite a while.  The air here is so fresh, so real, I feel like a part of it.  The sand is so soft, it brushes aside like earth-bound air against my sandals.  The ocean sparkles as if it were crystals fluttering around in the wind.

Early today, my Mom finally took me back here to the beach.  I can tell that it doesn't really excite her, but she takes me anyway.  She forgot her sunscreen at home, so she actually trusted me enough to leave me here at the beach, alone for a little while.  Nothing happened, but I'm glad she trusts me.

She came back and I built a sand castle and actually stopped in the middle of making it to draw what I should make it look like.  After I was done, I sat on this huge piece of driftwood and just stared out at the ocean and looked around.

Later, I was testing the water temperature when a girl a little less than my age, I guess, walked by.  Almost no one ever comes by this part of the beach, so I was actually surprised.  She stopped for a moment to say "hi", but I just smiled.  She gave me a surprised, then smiled and kept walking up the beach.  I'm sure I had a really strange expression on my face, because at that moment very interesting and strange thoughts entered my mind (No, I'm not going where you think I am with this).

She had straight and a little messy, shoulder length, blond hair; blue eyes, and a copper colored tan.  She was wearing a florescent green top and pink shorts (Yes, high contrast).  When I saw her, I saw something that I had never seen, by looking at what I had seen countless times.  I suddenly knew why I liked blond hair, blue eyes, and a tan.  With the green shirt, it made the perfect color combination.  I guess that's just the artist in me.

Now, I'm not sure if I should say this or not, but I guess I will.  I found that color combination attractive, but for some reason, when the thought of her as a girl entered my mind, I felt sick.  I know, that's an awful thing to say, but it was just like something inside me was really disappointed that those colors could belong to a girl.

Earlier this week, I actually bought myself a similar colored green T-shirt (more faded in color) just because I liked the color and the color on me.  It never entered my mind, though, as to why I liked it.

It seems like there are colors and shapes that I am attracted to and somehow those became associated with boys.  I'm not sure what I'm saying, but I'll figure it out.

Well, it's getting close to time to leave.  I wonder... did my Mom notice the girl and my reaction?  I wonder what she thinks, if she did.  I guess I'll see.  For now, we need to get home and start dinner before my Dad gets home.  But first, one more run across the sand...