So long goodnight, forfeit any fight...

Strange how a simple color can lead to nostalgia. How a shade or hue can have some faintly recognizable link to events, to a feeling, to a state of mind. How yellows, oranges, dark reds and the like will remind you of being younger, comfortable, care-free. Of bad pop music performed by dudes with horrible haircuts, of tacky terra-cota cups bought at roadside artisan shops on the way back from the country, of yellow sweaters, airports and kids that aren't you. And what of patio screened doors, gigantic (or what seemed like gigantic to your tiny self) in-ground swimming pools complete with diving boards and buoys? What of renting b-grade japanese Godzilla movies at a video store bearing a huge crown-wearing elephant as its effigy? Do you remember buying those Dick Tracy collectible cards that came with a stick of bubble gum? They were sold at the corner store that seemed worlds away to your tiny legs. Outside the corner store was a small fruit and vegetable market were people gathered to buy rutabagas or whatever strange turnip you wouldn't dare eat, convinced it tasted terrible. The people also talked about the weather and exchanged stories, but you were too concerned with running back home to beg for another shiny dollar to buy another pack of trading cards to pay attention to them. And why does yellow have anything to do with any of this, you ask? I wouldn't know. The same goes for orange or dark red, but that link is invariably there, you cannot deny it. How could you deny such a perfectly obvious connection? Is that connection leading you to other thoughts now? Of how lovely a certain someone looked to you after not having seen them in a month, the first time you saw that someone wearing her lovely new winter coat that she insists isn't that great because "everyone" has one just like it? Maybe, just maybe, in your ridiculous little head this is associated to christmas lights and to Dio's Holy Diver. You know very well how that association was made don't you? Then please, don't fret over how a few colors came to be associated with a flood of ideas; you're just too old and far removed from it all to remember. This is just like how pretty girls, christmas lights and metal classics will be pretty thinly linked at some point down the line, though you may not want them to be. Colors are a peculiar thing.