The filter is blue but not the object itself. There’s a philosophy there, in color
Once upon a blue time in the time of Blue Monday’s my heart was blue and not red.
This isn’t about oxygen or lack
thereof, it’s about the color of my passion.
Passion for cold, wet places, for darkness.
I still crave the darkness.
It’s too easy to thrive in light. Cool blue is calming and it’s sometimes the only color for me, and plants.