Mistakes. They are not pitch black like the darkest midnight. They are not vivid in red, either, like the most kissable of lips. Instead, mistakes are maroon. A mixture and blend of both colors, stirring together to create one of the most finest shades.
It is because the dimness of black and the royalness of red that maroon is born.
Mistakes dictate whether we give them permission to rule or not. Mistakes live in the clouds and thunderstorms that follow our silhouettes and footsteps as we move through life, walking or sprinting, hiding or exposed.
Mistakes thrive when we wish they would diminish.
Mistakes make themselves known. They crawl, slither, and fall into all the possible cracks, creases, and crevices in our life. Like an uninvited guest, the memory of mistakes seem to pop out of nowhere. They make themselves obvious like sand and glitter. Our skin can feel them as if they are close by, like an itchy sweater, heavy, trying its best to be cozy as the aggravation multiplies through its fiber.
Mistakes are invisible things, yet it still feels as if our very two eyes can vividly see them, whether eyelids are shut or not.
But mistakes are maroon.
Mistakes are maroon for a reason.
Mistakes are dark things and our mind hates and regrets to continue pondering them. But our brain, at some points, can think about nothing else. Mistakes are the pain we feel internally, deep in the pit of our stomachs. This creates the dark side of mistakes.
But mistakes allow for perspective as we reflect upon the choices we made. This is where the brighter side of mistakes come in. Mistakes allow us to grow and understand how quickly things can develop into a whirlwind, spiraling out of control, and nosediving downhill. Mistakes allow us to mature and change how we interact with the world and transition us into, what we believe, are better people.
Mistakes are treacherous and unchangeable, which makes them so devastating. But mistakes also offer opportunity to improve our own doings and actions for the future. And unlike the past, it is the future that matters.
Mistakes are maroon.
A dash of black, the original consequences. And a pinch of red, the later appreciation of perspective, as well as coming to terms in understanding and peace of mind.
Do not push maroon out of your life. Do not hide from it. Instead, accept it and embrace it. Everyone will have a portion of their life drenched in maroon. Some more than others. But maroon isn’t unsightly and if turned properly toward the light, can be quite captivating.
Mistakes are maroon.