The Beginning of Courage
This house had always held so many great memories. Memories of laughter, tears, surprises, and anything in between. She recalled these memories as she looked around. She no longer thought of this as her home, but rather a structure that stood only for the purpose of storing belongings. As she looked over every detail of the room: the beige walls, the neutral colors of the modern furniture, the abstract paintings on the wall; had the living room always looked so colorless? At this point she wasn’t sure if the bland decorations surrounding her had always been this, well, bland. Maybe she imagined more color being present when she was happier.