Nail polish comes in all sorts of wacky colors. My favorite is neon pink and although I have yet to actually buy a color like that, I'm positive it exists. My fetish of decorating nails with paint simply ends when the second layer coating of polish is dried out. One last look at my toe/fingernails, and I declare absolute brilliance. It ends there. The next day, the color remains, and I laugh. The day after that, it catches my eye once again and I smile. After that, the excitement fades and the color that I once thought was snazzy becomes rather dull. As the days wear on, the color chips and fades... I begin reminisce about the first time I was in complete awe of the completeness of my artwork, and ponder about why that feeling never returned...Things fade. That's why they say the only thing constant in this world is change. As humans, we have the ability to adapt to different happenings in our environment. Survival of the fittest: can't adapt? What a pity.
That's life... neon-pink toenails. Next color? Zombie green!
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