Just for fun.
“I chose blue”
For some reason the blue button has scratch marks on it. Like a dog had clawed it or a child gnawed. It’s right at the same height as a six year old. I like kids. So I push the blue button. The elevator jerks, stops, jerks, and heads down. I wanted to go up so I’m surprised. I like up. Up is toward the light and success. Down is failure and despair. But down we go two floors, three. And then we pick up speed. My ears pop, my chin tightens, I feel my cheeks flubber like a wave coming to shore. I think that a crash is imminent and I want to brace myself but all I do is hug myself even though my knees are about to buckle beneath me. When we hit, we hit hard and rebound back up. I suck in my breath. When we hit the top, we bolt back down. This is the trampoline elevator. A spring engine machine. I picked blue. The color of kids and dogs. The doors open and I am smiling.
Time & Place:
You find yourself in an elevator. The door closes and you see only five buttons. A sign hangs above them that reads: “Find Happiness.” Each button is a different color. Red, blue, green, orange and yellow. There are no other instructions and you must push one to get the elevator to move. Which color do you choose and why? Where does it take you?
Writing On The Sun 