Rêveuse

Prologue

When you're in school, your teacher tells you to read a book, and then they teach you about what might be under the surface. What you might find when you read inbetween the lines. They teach us that there is always a deeper meaning despite the words being there, black and white on the paper in front of you.

It's right there! Why would I read inbetween the lines?

When you're in school, you may think that reading inbetween the lines is stupid. It's a waste of time. The teachers tell us that the bird was red because... the dancer danced because... the leaf fell to represent...

We thought it was stupid. Why would a small detail like that have any form of meaning to the story? If it was that important then it would be right there, black and white on the paper in front of us. But it's not. If it's not right in front of my eyes, clear as day, how can it have any important meaning?

Still, we found ourselves spending all our time looking for a deeper meaning. In people's body language, reading inbetween the lines of what they're telling us, what they're actions really tell us. What we learned in school, the thing we thought was meaningless. Now here we are, analyzing every detail, up and down, back and forth, in and out. Then repeat that three times. We're obsessive over details, the same details we thought were so stupid.

Once I read a book, and the first chapter asked me something along the lines of 'who were you before you got your heart broken?'. I thought about it. I was someone who obsessed about every single little detail, up and down, back and forth, in and out.

Sometimes the bird is just red. Sometimes the dancer just dances because she likes it. Sometimes the leaf falls because it's autumn and it's simply what leaves do during that time of the year.

When you over analyze every single detail, desperately trying to find the deeper meaning, your vision may become blurred. If you look at the words on the paper, the words right there, clear as day, not trying to find the deeper meaning all the time, you may see that the bird was never blue.

The bird was red.