Al

He sat. Hands folded upon his lap. He gazed at the floor admiring his footwear. "Purple helps me to love me." Seated across from him, I listened. "The combination of my two primary states. Manic, my red days; depressed, blue. Purple is balance. Last week I spun out of control. First to red where I painted my world in its entirety without sleep. Then to blue where I cursed my partner. Today purple. Today just right."