A Mango-Shaped Space

They say the eyes are the window to the soul.

I'm going to be so normal that when people look up normal in the dictionary, my name will be there.

All those people in their black-and-white worlds - they have no idea what they're missing

… I just figured it would be easier to do the math problem with the numbers in the correct colors.

orange trail leading down to the kitchen and

If I could paint, I would do it myself.

When I was little, I used to run out into the rain and let the water run all over me. Then one day I saw lightning split a tree nearly in half. That pretty much took the joy out of prancing around in thunderstorms.

I open my eyes and stare at the page. I see the black letters. But I also see the pinks and greens and purples and yellows. I can’t say I’m surprised.

My mission was to multiply twenty-four times nine.