Colors of me

Man: Gold and black. I picture you as gold and black
Woman: Gold and black? Seems like widi’s cellphone
Man: Hm… you have more gold than black
Woman: But I thought I'm rather white…or…well…white
Man: No, its gold and black
Woman: But that’s dark. Gold and black, seems dark
Man: Maybe…
Woman: But I want to be rainbow
Man: I still see you as gold and black
Woman: If I have to describe you in colors, I think you’d be something dark, so I want to color you. I wish I could be rainbow for you
Man: Hardheaded
Woman: …
Man: Tough…that’s why gold and black
Woman: Tough? That’s what gold and black represent?
Man: Yes
Woman: But I don’t think I am tough enough. I’m still working on it
Man: Yes you are. You are tough and dominating
Woman: That’s funny. I never seen people as colors. I used to see days as colors, mostly during high school. Monday is blue, Tuesday is yellow, it depends on my class schedule every year. But most my Wednesdays are grey. I used to have terrible classes on Wednesday. The teacher was strict, while the subject was boring, and so on. But Saturday is colorful. I like Saturday
Man: Because you can go out and date someone?
Woman: Of course not. Its weekend, as everyone else knows. People like Saturday
Man: Synesthesia
Woman: What?
Man: Synesthesia
Woman: Oh… that neural abnormality you told me
Man: Heeh
Woman: But I don’t see days as colors. I associate days with colors
Man: Yeah I know of course (chuckle)
Woman: And I've never been seen as colors before
Man:…
Woman: White. I like white. It might be severe, but if you see it differently, white light is the combination of all colors
Man: Yup
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Man: Bye hun
Woman: Bye
Man: Think about a garden
Woman: Okay
Man: With a fountain in it
Woman: A fountain
Man: Wait for me there
Woman: Okay
Man: I will come to you. I’ll bring you flowers
Woman: Bring me the white ones
Man: Daisies? Daisies are white. They're wonderful
Woman: White daisies then
Man: Okay. Bye hun
Woman: Bye hun

December 23, 2007, pass midnight