01/100 Days of Verbal Color

I'm going to keep it short and thereby restrain myself from setting the bar too high. 

Hex code: 3ffdff

RGB: 63, 253, 255

This color is roughly the same as the color of my room from age 11 to 18. That period of time is what I usually consider to be the family exile to south Florida for 7 years, but perhaps that's a bit dramatic. I don't really remember why I chose this color for my room. It's not calming. It does seem to have the energy of the beach, or maybe just of anxiety. It almost seems like an optimistic color, which is interesting, considering I was on such the extreme other side of the spectrum emotionally at that time. But it reminds me of innocence and youthful exuberance, at the risk of sounding more mature than I am. But the energy, the brightness, the very essence of this color is like the essence of a child, looking deep into things and seeing potential. Moving between activities with enthusiasm, not drudgery. This color points toward a greater hope maybe.

I think I'll call it: Celadon's Hyped Up Cousin