The day I awake from the TV, my feeling of isolation and boredom travels around me leaving me mentally unstable. My loneliness became more frequent and I couldn't heal from what had been invented. Yet. The fadish colour synced to my eyes like a hallucination not knowing if it was real. Again. More colour starts to appear in sight and the light around my head is brighter than a flashlight back in my day, is this a start to a new chapter of colour in my life?