No more Green

The world turns grayer with every passing moment. The lush green grass has muted but only for me. The sky is barely blue, like a stormy day. I know I shouldn’t worry about those things. If anything gets damaged, I could just pay upfront. It wouldn’t even matter if they ran with the money. Why am I working again? I mean at this point I should just stay in bed. I use to want to have enough money just to stop working. Now that I have it I can’t help but be dragging my feet. A month has passed since I last spoke to any of my friends. The days lose their color like I lost that ambition. I feel that it used to be yellow but now it’s off-white. Even the most vivid of colors have been sucked into the gray spectrum. I shouldn’t just sit here and ramble to myself, but there’s nothing to do. I mean I could walk down to the ocean or go out on my boat. That would just ruin the memories of deep blues, and brilliant sunsets. I think I’m going to lie down. Yeah, that sounds nice, just close my eyes and live in my memories. I hope they don’t lose their greens and reds. If they do, I don’t know what I’ll do.