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Monday, January 23, 2017

Contrast



Black, pitch black, a dim white light accompanied by some noise. Fumbling around in the dark house trying not to disturb anyone at 4 am on this cold January morning. A dull silver truck awakens with a subtle rumble, miles and miles of grey and black. A red light in the distance reminds me that I need some fuel for the upcoming day of cold, back to miles of grey. At some point in the darkness a dim light is on the horizon, not accompanied by the sun, it's been days, weeks, maybe coming up on a month since I saw the sun. Today is no different. It exposes dark blue mountainsides and the somber grey tones of the Pennsylvania winter. Hours later the dull silver truck pulls up into a gloomy old town, dark even on the brightest of days. The town was likely once a booming town, thriving on mines and the large factory that sits nearby, but now like most of Pennsylvania it's faded to darkness. The door swings open, bitter cold, layers and layers of boring earth toned clothing goes on. Footsteps over coal colored slags of rock lead to the stream, no signs of life are present. The water a boring navy blue, the streamside a dead brown, the forest surrounding it grey, the sky dark. Hours pass with no sign of anything alive. White, blankets of it lays the few colors present to sleep under its cover. A white piece of cork floats through the water, barely discernible to the human eye from the foam bubbles floating beside it. An abrupt stop accompanied by a swift reaction, an explosion takes place. Colors that appear not to belong in this grey realm. Yellow that's as blinding as the sun, radiant red, golden brown, a hint of purple resembling that of a precious gem, flashes of an incredible blue, splash through the flat boring water, bleeding through it's lame colored canvas like a being from another dimension. It hits my ice blue eyes and for a small split moment brightens up the depressing landscape of a Pennsylvania Winter. After a moment of spirit raising admiration the colors slowly fade into the black as quickly as they've materialized out of it. Darkness overtakes the deep valley and miles of grey follow.