JOURNAL #1

"1. Pretend that you are talking to a blind man and have to describe for him what "red" is. You should use narrative and descriptive writing techniques, and try to appeal to his other senses!"

Carelessly, I misunderstood that the man before me was actually stricken with blindness, asking him a few seconds ago that I was looking for a red scarf. Flustered in an apologetic sense, he still persisted in asking me, "What is the color red?" with a wise smirk as if challenging me a question, a type of question that provokes profoundness in thinking and description. Of course the incapable would succumb and reply with "Well, red is... a color that you see- oh right you're blind, so sorry. I best be on my way and carry on with my life", leaving the challenge out of the matter of which only the determined would be willing to pursue and with a sense of creativity if they wanted to get the job done right. "Red is", I start, "Red is ripe. It is what makes the strawberries and cherries sweetest at their fullest intensity upon biting into an apple exploding with juices and their fruity taste become so overwhelming that the remains stream down from your mouth. As the strawberries indicate ripeness, red indicates warning and danger as well. Cars stop when they see the red light which forebodes their imminent deaths if they continue on. The aggressive bull charges at red with fury bringing the tension between the bull and bull fighter into excessive pressure. Some people choose to be in the red for red can be the best feeling of great passion and intense emotion, the strongest emotion called love. The warm feeling is welcoming as you jump into acceptance to its familiarity like gathering close to a fireplace in a cold, blue, winter. Red is so extreme that it is the only color in the hue spectrum repeated again in opposite ends, from love to hate. Red is experienced when hate consumes your body, heatedly shaking fists and heavy breathing. Eyes go bloodshot, and then there's a strike, thick warm liquid riddled with red trickles down your hands. Intense, extraordinarily vivid, and the inversion of blue; calm and dull, that is what red is."