I now understand why people out west carry guns. It is because, at some point in their lives, someone painted their ceiling green. I have now put three coats of white paint on that ceiling and I am still seeing green. I am positively homocidal. If that man who painted my ceiling green ever darkens my doorstep again, I will strangle him with my bare hands.
I have decided not to put any lights in this room (it is my bedroom, going to be all white). Because that way I will not forever see the undertone of green. I think it will be there always.
Going away now.
Becki "In between the moon and you, the angels have a better view of the crumbling difference between wrong and right." -- Counting Crows