Think about it. I haven't.

My name is August. I am 25 and have an adult job but I spend way too much time on the internet anyway. I have a horse named Bridgette and she is my baby. I like television, books, horses, krav maga, cryptozoology, shark week, and a lot of other things.

This is a story about the color blue, and like blue, there’s nothing true about it. Blue is beauty, not truth. “True blue” is a ruse, a rhyme; it’s there, then it’s not. Blue is a deeply sneaky color.
Even deep blue is shallow.
Blue is glory and power, a wave, a particle, a vibration, a resonance, a spirit, a passion, a memory, a vanity, a metaphor, a dream.
Blue is a simile.
Blue, she is like a woman.

—Christopher Moore, Sacre Bleu

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