16 mars 2012

People are extraordinarily bizarre.

I am a person.

Therefore, I'm extraordinarily bizarre as well...

Actually, this is debatable.

But, 

one could make a valid argument I am based on the upcoming blog post,

if someone wanted to. 

Ok.

Here are a few of my thoughts on the 16th of March, the Ides and a day. 

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I experience life in colors. 

I see in color. 

... well, Haley, doesn't everyone?...

Yes, this is true 

(unless you are colorblind. In this instance, my deepest apologies.)

Let me explain.

As I experience life, each day, moment, sound, and person has a color. I don't know why, but I know it's always been like this for me. One time, I felt grey. It was terrifying. Most days I feel green, purple, orange, or sometimes yellow. Sometimes even blue, but not in the connotation most associate "blue" with (being blue). And I don't just feel a general color such as "green". I feel a very specific intensity of the color, such as a pastel green, or tropical rainforest green. In labeling the colors, I need to give credit to the Crayola 96 pack, which has literally helped me define the moments of my life.

So, this is apparently pretty. odd., and it's certainly not something that comes up in casual conversation. Well, I suppose it could:

 "Hey, Haley! How are you today?"

"Periwinkle blue, thanks for asking! And yourself?"

I don't remember when I realized I had "color powers", but I know I at least had realized by the 8th grade because my science teacher, Mr. Hudgens, would ask me every day, "What's the color today?" and every day I would have an answer for him.

It's an odd "condition". Letters, numbers, and words all have colors as well, which sometimes helps in knowing the color of a person. I suppose this makes me a very visual person. I always like to know how someone's name is spelled when I meet them, and it helps me to figure them out, in a sense. 

I've had a few "aha!" moments of relating to others in my color condition. These are a few.

1. In the movie "Baby Mama", Amy Poehler's character talks about how she can sense people's auras and the color associated with it... while it's portrayed in a comical sense in the film, I can do that stuff in real life. Frreal. 

2. Once on the news there was a segment featuring a condition where people could see colors while listening to music. The segment  focused on people who associated color with music only, but it was the first moment I think I realized there were other people who had the color condition, too. I remember being really excited. Eeeeeeeeee!

3.  I studied voice at NSU for 2 years. At the end of my first year, I was comfortable enough with my instructor to tell her I sing in colors, just to see what happened. Her eyes widened. She wanted to test it out. So I would sing one passage in different shades: "brick red", then "forest green", then "sunshine yellow". They were all distinctly different to me, but I was curious if she could tell the difference as strongly as I could... and she could. So for the rest of the semester, she began to teach me in colors, and it was the neatest thing. Unfortunately, she was only in residence for one year, and so we were unable to add more colors to the canvas [jokes]. But it was still really awesome. 

Now, I hope I'm not pitting myself as saying "Look at me, I'm so different and unique!" but I was just thinking about colors today, and decided to share all about it. 

I love seeing this majestic display in addition to the one I see each day. I wish my artistic skills were as sharpened as my imaginative skills. So often I want to articulate a colorful feeling or experience, but I can't get it past my thoughts. All the more for me to enjoy, I suppose, but I want to share them. Maybe someday.

I suppose that's all I have to say about colors today. Call me bizarre.