Copyright 2013 Douglas T. Vale
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Sometimes I see these windows just behind things. They have a color underneath color that grabs my attention. The best way I know how to describe these windows is calling them purple, even though like I said they are somehow or other beyond color. Anyway, I’ve been this way since I was born, I think. But a couple days ago I actually went through one of the purple windows. And you’d never guess what I saw.
Things were mostly the same. Except everything was tinted purple. No joke. I walked around a while, staring at a cactus and a car dealership. The cars look really funny tinted purple.
Not to mention the cactus. But besides this purple business everything seemed mostly the same. People drove cars, wore jeans and T-shirts, and did all the other stuff people do here. They just looked kind of purple. How funny is that? Everything was different—tinted purple—and yet the same.
I wandered around a good bit, studying the grains in the asphalt of the sidewalk or the blades of grass or the bark on trees. I went to a park, and there was a German Shepherd wearing a vest that licked my hand and followed me around. I liked having animals nearby usually, because they tended to be so nice. I patted him on the back and scratched his ears. He didn’t have a collar on or anything.