Freewrite

As I was walking to class this morning, I was thinking about food. I am pretty hungry so I imagine it would have been food on my mind. I also thought about a conversation that I had around 2:30 this morning with someone very special : ) My mind was also thinking in rhyme; almost as though I was freestyling in my mind. Kinda odd because I am not the best "freestyler" out there. My color was red because it's my favorite color so it seems to stay on my mind. Red means passion and strength to me, and whenever something takes a lot of my consentration away, I consider it passionate.