Orange, my love

I’ve always loved the color orange. I have no idea why, but there was something about it that made it special. It made my plain, recognizable face smile, plus it reminded me of old times. I was… Well, there was nothing special about me. I was a photographer from eastern Europe with high desires and wishes for my future, but with no opportunities.

Months and months, no idea blustered through my mind because my life was pretty plain. Home, work, back home; sometimes I would go out with friends and have one night stands but nothing too exciting. My best friend used to say to me that I have changed and I am bored with everything. That was the moment when I began to fall in love with the color orange. The only thing exciting was the splash of orange on the asphalt right in front of my house.

I woke up one morning and I wanted to have my coffee in the garden. That was the moment I had a first glimpse at the orange splash. I looked at it, I touched it, I smelled it and there was nothing that could indicate it’s origins. It seemed old but I haven’t seen it before and believe me it was right in front of my house. I didn’t pay attention to it, but then I decided it was time to understand why I felt so attracted to that color. Right after I woke up I went outside and I set in the middle of it. There was no explanation that I could give for my actions. That splash of orange was just controlling me from every point of view. I could feel the magic of that color.

In front of me, people started gathering. People that seemed so real, but deep down inside I knew they were simply ghosts. They knew my name, they knew what my occupation was, they knew me. It seemed like they knew me for a lifetime. The compelling thing was that I didn’t know them and they seemed like they didn’t know each other either. You don’t get to truly know anyone, ever in your life, but these nine people right here were just like other sides of myself. Particular sides with nothing in common but part of the same entity.

‘You needed something else in your life.’ said one old lady from the crowd.

‘What do you mean by that? Are you even real?’ I said.

‘What makes you think this is unreal? We are here. We are parts of your soul. You think that we don’t know even a minor part of you, but we are you.’

That splash of orange showed me things that I haven’t seen in such a long time. I knew they were part of myself. I could feel it and I decided it was time for me to have a photoshoot with them. Reality and imagination are separated by a thin line that I always tended to pass. Once I developed the pictures there was nothing on the paper but unclear shades and the splash of orange disappeared. I understood that through that I fell in love with myself once again because it showed me how special I am. 

Helloo guys and welcome back to #alexjostories! I don’t know how to feel about this story. I was inspired by the album cover of the Glass Animals album – How to Be a Human Being (the one on the right), but after I started it I didn’t know where to go with it, to be honest. I really hope that you like it because I am really confused about it!

At the same time, June is almost over and I can’t believe it. It passed by so fast. On Monday I am starting my one-month internship. I am kind of excited. We’ll see how that goes. About the last article. It was supposed to be a story written by my friend Mihnea, but he bailed on me. Have an awesome weekend guys, enjoy your time and I will #seeyousoon!

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