If you haven't guessed it yet, my favorite color is orange. I'm not sure when this started because unlike most kids I never really had a favorite color. I went through various colors before I realized that this particular color really stands out to me. I can't understand it. I love this color and yet it seems so utterly flamboyant and loud. Sometimes this color is beautiful when I find it in random moments in life, like a sunset or orange M&Ms. Sometimes it distracting. Who wears a bright verging on neon matching sweatshirt/pants set out in public? Other times I ignore it completely and pick some other color over it. But consistently I've discovered that this color makes me feel happy. Its reliable. Other colors can only make me happy for a while or in that moment but whenever I see orange it automatically lifts my spirits no matter what I'm feeling.
Some crash-course color psychology, apparently if one prefers the color orange one is outgoing, warm, optimistic, impatient, easy-going with life problems and is a risk-taker. There are lots more. What I thought was hilarious was that there are certain attributes which suggest why one would hate the color orange. I found that I could relate to almost all of these, more so than those on my last list. If I hate hate orange with all my heart: