I’ve only ever had one raincoat in my life. It was navy blue with a pink trim and in its pockets held everything I hated about the world at age 10. Very dramatic.
One rainy and depressingly gray morning, I saw a lady in a big yellow raincoat, standing out like a sore thumb in a sea of black and blue. Maybe she was in a rush and grabbed the first thing she saw. Maybe it was her only raincoat too.
Or maybe she was just the coolest person in the entire world and wanted to reflect that in every moment of her life.
My childhood dreams consisted of plans to take over the world,
& in that moment I knew I wanted to rule in riveting yellow.