Highlighters

I don't think we are like crayons...I think we are like highlighters.

Yeah. Highlighters.

Don't you adore them? We're exactly like them. We come in different colours. We all live interesting, fluorescent lives. Some of us are transparent and easy to see. Some of us are darker and more obscure. We come in different shapes. We come in different prices. But most importantly, we all have flaws and we are influenced by things around us.

Say, have you ever accidentally drawn your highlighter over a wet ink thing, or maybe an old pen mark, or something of that sort? It gets ugly. The black stains the tip of the marker, and the old fluorescent life is dimmed and dull. And it just kinda sucks to use a dull black-stained highlighter.

Sometimes, though, you get lucky. You keep on scraping the highlighter and using it on that spot until the colour goes back to the original one and it's all fluro and lively again. But the black spot will still be there, almost like a scar.

The same goes to people. Once we've done something, or met someone that has a really big influence on us, it rubs off on us in a way, and it takes ages to get rid of. Then you'll have to use the other side of the marker, which is always harder. But it's best to steer clear of that pen mark, or the black print, or the photocopied text.

Keep your life fluro.